Tis Quotes

Tis but a part we see, and not a whole.

Though an angel should write, still 'tis devils must print.

Tis not seasonable to call a man traitor, that has an army at his heels.

Ay, rail at gaming - 'tis a rich topic, and affords noble declamation. Go, preach against it in the city - you'll find a congregation in every tavern.

'Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone.

Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.

That is ever the way. 'Tis all jealousy to the bride and good wishes to the corpse.

Tis the only comfort of the miserable to have partners in their woes.

Tis the privilege of friendship to talk nonsense, and have her nonsense respected.

'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.

'Tis hard to comprehend how one man can come to be master of many, equal to himself in right, unless it be by consent or by force.

Tis a dainty thing to command, though twere but a flock of sheep.

'Tis said that wrath is the last thing in a man to grow old.

In outward show so splendid and so vain; 'tis but a gilded block without a brain.

'Tis better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know not of.

'Tis the most tender part of love, each other to forgive.

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.

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.

A knock-down argument; 'tis but a word and a blow.

I hate the noise and hurry inseparable from great Estates and Titles, and look upon both as blessings that ought only to be given to fools, for 'Tis only to them that they are blessings.

'Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do.

Your women of honor, as you call em, are only chary of their reputations, not their persons; and 'Tis scandal that they would avoid, not men.

'Tis always morning somewhere in the world.

'Tis easy enough to be pleasant, When life flows along like a song; But the man worth while is the one who will smile when everything goes dead wrong.

Disguise our bondage as we will, 'Tis woman, woman, rules us still.

Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue.

Tis this desire of bending all things to our own purposes which turns them into confusion and is the chief source of every error in our lives.

'Tis strange what a man may do, and a woman yet think him an angel.

'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

And 'tis remarkable that they talk most who have the least to say.