Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession’s phlegm, and needs no ancestors.
AARON HILLFirst, 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.
More Aaron Hill Quotes
-
-
Hide not thy tears; weep boldly, and be proud to give the flowing virtue manly way; it is nature’s mark to know an honest heart by.
AARON HILL -
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.
AARON HILL -
Union of hearts, not hands, does a marriage make, and sympathy of mind keeps love awake.
AARON HILL -
Order, thou eye of action.
AARON HILL -
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.
AARON HILL -
Let never man be bold enough to say, Thus, and no farther shall my passion stray: The first crime, past, compels us into more, And guilt grows fate, that was but choice, before.
AARON HILL -
Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another’s sorrow.
AARON HILL -
The man who pauses on the paths of treason, Halts on a quicksand, the first step engulfs him.
AARON HILL -
Let shining Charity adorn your zeal, The noblest impulse generous minds can feel.
AARON HILL -
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.
AARON HILL -
The man with but one idea in his head is sure to exaggerate that to top-heaviness, and thus he loses his equilibrium.
AARON HILL -
Joys, which we do not know, we do not wish.
AARON HILL -
Trust me–with women worth the being won, The softest lover ever best succeeds.
AARON HILL -
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.
AARON HILL -
Law that shocks equity is reason’s murderer.
AARON HILL