Aaron Hill
Aaron Hill
Aaron Walter Hillis an American professional baseball third baseman for the Boston Red Sox of Major League Baseball. Hill was drafted by the Toronto Blue Jays in the first roundof the 2003 MLB draft and made his MLB debut with them in 2005. He has also played for the Arizona Diamondbacks and Milwaukee Brewers. Hill is one of only four players in MLB history to hit for the cycle twice in one season...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionBaseball Player
Date of Birth21 March 1982
CityVisalia, CA
Let shining Charity adorn your zeal, The noblest impulse generous minds can feel.
Law that shocks equity is reason's murderer.
Hide not thy tears; weep boldly, and be proud to give the flowing virtue manly way; it is nature's mark to know an honest heart by.
Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another's sorrow.
Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.
Trust me--with women worth the being won, The softest lover ever best succeeds.
Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession's phlegm, and needs no ancestors.
Courage 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.
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, And the rogues obey you well.
Youth is ever apt to judge in haste, and lose the medium in the wild extreme.
O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.
When 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.
Letters, from absent friends, extinguish fear, Unite division, and draw distance near; Their magic force each silent wish conveys, And wafts embodied though, a thousand ways: Could souls to bodies write, death's pow'r were mean, For minds could then meet minds with heav'n between.
The man who pauses on the paths of treason, Halts on a quicksand, the first step engulfs him.