'Tis ill talking of halters in the house of a man that was hanged.
I weigh the man, not his title; 'tis not the king's stamp can make the metal better.
'Tis safest in matrimony to begin with a little aversion.
Tis not seasonable to call a man traitor, that has an army at his heels.
'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.
Tis a dainty thing to command, though twere but a flock of sheep.
'Tis strange what a man may do, and a woman yet think him an angel.
'Tis healthy to be sick sometimes.
Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue.
To plead for the Oppress'd and to defend the Weak seem'd to me a generous undertaking; for tho' it may be secure, 'tis not always Honourable to run over to the strongest party.
I love those who can smile in trouble, who can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. 'Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but they whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves their conduct, will pursue their principles unto death.
'Tis not every question that deserves an answer.
Prudent people are very happy; 'tis an exceeding fine thing, that's certain, but I was born without it, and shall retain to my day of Death the Humour of saying what I think.
'Tis not enough your counsel still be true; Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do.
'Tis better to be fortunate than wise.
Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
'Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.
The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter - 'tis the difference between the lightning-bug and the lightning.
I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. 'Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but he whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct, will pursue his principles unto death.
Though language forms the preacher, 'Tis good works make the man.
If there's delight in love, 'Tis when I see that heart, which others bleed for, bleed for me.
In outward show so splendid and so vain; 'tis but a gilded block without a brain.
Land is the only thing in the world that amounts to anything, for 'Tis the only thing in this world that lasts, 'Tis the only thing worth working for, worth fighting for - worth dying for.
And 'tis remarkable that they talk most who have the least to say.
Dreaming of a tomorrow, which tomorrow, will be as distant then as 'tis today.
Disguise our bondage as we will, 'Tis woman, woman, rules us still.
We all agree that its fit to be as Happy as we can, and we need no Instructor to teach us this Knowledge, 'tis born with us, and is inseparable from our Being, but we very much need to be Inform'd what is the true Way to Happiness.
Courage, my friends; 'tis not too late to build a better world.
'Tis known by the name of perseverance in a good cause, and of obstinacy in a bad one.
Tis the privilege of friendship to talk nonsense, and have her nonsense respected.
'Tis skill, not strength, that governs a ship.
'Tis one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.
Tis the only comfort of the miserable to have partners in their woes.
Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.
Death is the king of this world: 'Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet.