Sweet Quotes
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Last night we owned, with looks forlorn, 'Too well the scholar knows There is no rose without a thorn' - But peace is made! We sing, this morn, 'No thorn without a rose!' Our Latin lesson is complete: We've learned that Love is Bitter-Sweet!
Lewis Carroll
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Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story;The days of our youth are the days of our glory;And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twentyAre worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.
Lord Byron
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'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark our coming, and look brighter when we come.
Lord Byron
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Still sweet with blossoms is the year's fresh prime.
William Cullen Bryant
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I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet.
John Keats
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In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration: - feelings, too, Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered acts Of kindness and of love.
William Wordsworth
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Man is a dream about a shadow. But when some splendour falls upon him from God, a glory comes to him and his life is sweet.
R. S. Thomas
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Sweet is old wine in bottles, ale in barrels.
Lord Byron
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God's Word does not say, "Call unto me, and you will thereby be trained into the happy art of knowing how to be denied. Ask, and you will learn sweet patience by getting nothing." Far from it. But it is definite, clear and positive: "Ask, and it shall be given unto you."
Edward McKendree Bounds
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Our Betty Cooper is still the girl next door - she literally lives next to Archie. And she's the blonde all-American girl; she's so sweet and forgiving, gives people the benefit of the doubt and second chances, wears her heart on her sleeve. But she's also incredibly broken on the inside, for many different reasons.
Lili Reinhart
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Horror isn't only about ghosts or monsters. For example, paranormal romance seems the antithesis of horror. Once you have a sexy, fun vampire who is sweet, and you have a happy ending, it's not horror.
Ellen Datlow
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Come back, true love! Sweet youth, return!-But time goes on, and will, unheeding,Though hands will reach, and eyes will yearn,And the wild days set true hearts bleeding.
Conrad Aiken
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My improv definitely shows a different side of myself, which is more true to what my real humor is and what my real personality is, and I think - I guess 'wild' is a good word for it. I'm still sweet! But I won't let anyone walk all over me.
Lauren Lapkus
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She’s got the grownup blues Tight dresses and lipstick She’s sportin’ high-heeled shoes Oh but tomorrow morning She’ll have to change her trend And be sweet sixteen And back in class again.
Chuck Berry
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Life is very sweet, brother; who would wish to die?
George Borrow
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What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure.
William Shakespeare
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I like really sharp flavors, and I like contrasts. Something sweet and sour at the same time is a big win.
Marcus Sakey
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No," interrupted Marcia emphatically. "And you're a sweet boy. Come here and kiss me." Horace stopped quickly in front of her. "Why do you want me to kiss you?" he asked intently. "Do you just go round kissing people?" "Why, yes," admitted Marcia, unruffled. "'At's all life is. Just going around kissing people.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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Tricking your brain into thinking you are getting something sweet plays dirty tricks on your metabolism.
Mark Hyman
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Never yet was a springtime,Late though lingered the snow,That the sap stirred not at the whisperOf the southwind, sweet and low;Never yet was a springtimeWhen the buds forgot to blow.
Margaret Elizabeth Sangster
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I did 'Pines,' and everybody wanted me to be the bad boy. Then I did Tony in 'Brooklyn,' and everybody wanted me to be the sweet kid. So I just want to keep everybody on their toes. Basically, that was the thought process.
Emory Cohen
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What change has made the pastures sweet And reached the daisies at my feet, And cloud that wears a golden hem? This lovely world, the hills, the sward-- They all look fresh, as if our Lord But yesterday had finished them.
Jean Ingelow
