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O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.

Aaron Hill

Deceit is the false road to happiness; and all the joys we travel through to vice, like fairy banquets, vanish when we touch them.
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Deceit Deception False Happiness Joy Road Touch Vice
Law that shocks equity is reason’s murderer.
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Equity Law Murderer Reason Shock
Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another’s sorrow.
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Adoption Breast Melt Shame Soft Sorrow Stone Tear
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.
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Coward Experience Hero Merit Pass Strength Trial
Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.
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Circle Ivy Man Men Oak Woman
Joys, which we do not know, we do not wish.
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Joy Know Wish
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.
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Courage Dwell Lion Number Poor Weight
Art, however innocent, looks like deceiving.
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Art Deceiving Innocent Look
Union of hearts, not hands, does a marriage make, and sympathy of mind keeps love awake.
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Awake Hands Heart Mind Sympathy Union
Servile doubt argues an impotence of mind, that says we fear because we dare not meet misfortunes.
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Arguing Doubt Meet Mind Misfortune Servile
Oh, treacherous night thou lendest thy ready veil to every treason, and teeming mischief’s beneath thy shade.
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Mischief Night Shade Thou Treacherous Veil
Reason gains all people by compelling none.
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Compelling Gain People Reason
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.
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Flowing Giving Heart Nature Proud Tear Virtue
O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.
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Alone Curse Hand Heart Marriage Matrimony Thine
Customs form us all, our thoughts, our morals, our most fixed beliefs; are consequences of our place of birth.
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Belief Birth Consequence Moral Place
The man with but one idea in his head is sure to exaggerate that to top-heaviness, and thus he loses his equilibrium.
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Exaggerate Head Idea Man Sure

O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.

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