Tis Quotes

All the beauty of the world, 'tis but skin deep.

Have friends. 'Tis a second existence.

Who made the world I cannot tell; 'Tis made, and here am I in hell. My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, I never soiled with such a deed.

'Tis folly to be wise.

Let all the learned say what they can, 'Tis ready money makes the man.

'Tis education forms the common mind; just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.

A kiss, when all is said, what is it? A rosy dot placed on the 'I' in loving; Tis a secret told to the mouth instead of to the ear.

It is a great pity but tis certain from every day's observation of man, that he may be set on fire like a candle, at either end provided there is a sufficient wick standing out.

'Tis no sin to cheat the devil.

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 enough your counsel still be true; Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do.

'Tis well enough for a servant to be bred at an University. But the education is a little too pedantic for a gentleman.

'Tis the sharpness of our mind that gives the edge to our pains and pleasures.

Tis a sort of duty to be rich, that it may be in one's power to do good, riches being another word for power.

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

You own a watch the invention of the mind, though for a single motion 'tis designed, as well as that which is with greater thought with various springs, for various motions wrought.

Dreaming of a tomorrow, which tomorrow, will be as distant then as 'tis today.

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

Oh, 'tis love, 'tis love that makes the world go round.

To love is to believe, to hope, to know; Tis an essay, a taste of Heaven below!

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

'Tis love that makes the world go round, my baby.

'Tis now the summer of your youth: time has not cropped the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has washed them.

'Tis the common disease of all your musicians that they know no mean, to be entreated, either to begin or end.

'Tis human actions paint the chart of time.

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.

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

Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

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 very certain the desire of life prolongs it.