21 Aaron Hill Quotes

Aaron Hill quotes

1. First, then, a woman will or won't, depend on 't; If she will do 't, she will; and there 's an end on 't. But if she won't, since safe and sound your trust is, Fear is affront, and jealousy injustice.

2. But me no buts.

3. Tender-handed stroke a nettle, And it stings you for your pains; Grasp it like a man of mettle, And it soft as silk remains. 'Tis the same with common natures: Use 'em kindly, they rebel; But be rough as nutmeg-graters, And the rogues obey you well.

4. Courage is poorly housed that dwells in numbers; the lion never counts the herd that are about him, nor weighs how many flocks he has to scatter.

5. Customs form us all, our thoughts, our morals, our most fixed beliefs; are consequences of our place of birth.

6. Reason gains all people by compelling none.

7. Youth is ever apt to judge in haste, and lose the medium in the wild extreme.

1. Mischief and malice grow on the same branch of the tree of evil.

2. The man with but one idea in his head is sure to exaggerate that to top-heaviness, and thus he loses his equilibrium.

3. She who means no mischief does it all.

4. Order, thou eye of action.

5. There is no merit where there is no trial; and till experience stamps the mark of strength, cowards may pass for heroes, and faith for falsehood.

6. What position didn't I play last season?

7. Shun fear, it is the ague of the soul! a passion man created for himself--for sure that cramp of nature could not dwell in the warm realms of glory.

8. Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.

9. Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another's sorrow.

10. Trust me--with women worth the being won, The softest lover ever best succeeds.

11. Deceit is the false road to happiness; and all the joys we travel through to vice, like fairy banquets, vanish when we touch them.

12. When Christ at Cana's feast by pow'r divine, Inspir'd cold water, with the warmth of wine, See! cry'd they while, in red'ning tide, it gush'd, The bashful stream hath seen its God and blush'd.

13. The man who pauses on the paths of treason, Halts on a quicksand, the first step engulfs him.

14. Letters, from absent friends, extinguish fear, Unite division, and draw distance near; Their magic force each silent wish conveys, And wafts embodied though, a thousand ways: Could souls to bodies write, death's pow'r were mean, For minds could then meet minds with heav'n between.