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,… — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
Servile doubt argues an impotence of mind, that says we fear because we dare not meet misfortunes. — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
There is no merit where there is no trial; and till experience stamps the mark of strength, cowards may pass for heroes, and faith… — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
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… — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
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… — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another's sorrow. — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
Trust me--with women worth the being won, The softest lover ever best succeeds. — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
Deceit 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 Copy Share Image
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.… — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
