Servile doubt argues an impotence of mind, that says we fear because we dare not meet misfortunes.
AARON HILLServile doubt argues an impotence of mind, that says we fear because we dare not meet misfortunes.
AARON HILLShame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another’s sorrow.
AARON HILLBirth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession’s phlegm, and needs no ancestors.
AARON HILLThe man with but one idea in his head is sure to exaggerate that to top-heaviness, and thus he loses his equilibrium.
AARON HILLLaw that shocks equity is reason’s murderer.
AARON HILLThe man who pauses on the paths of treason, Halts on a quicksand, the first step engulfs him.
AARON HILLShun 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 HILLO marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.
AARON HILLOrder, thou eye of action.
AARON HILLMischief and malice grow on the same branch of the tree of evil.
AARON HILLTrust me–with women worth the being won, The softest lover ever best succeeds.
AARON HILLCourage 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.
AARON HILLThere 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 HILLWhen 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 HILLUnion of hearts, not hands, does a marriage make, and sympathy of mind keeps love awake.
AARON HILLDeceit is the false road to happiness; and all the joys we travel through to vice, like fairy banquets, vanish when we touch them.
AARON HILL