Sweet Quotes
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The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts
Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose,
And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown
An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds
Is, as in mockery, set. The spring, the summer,
The childing autumn, angry winter, change
Their wonted liveries, and the mazed world,
By their increase, now knows not which is which.
William Shakespeare
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I see a schoolboy when I think of him,
With face and nose pressed to a sweet-shop window.
William Butler Yeats
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Sweet is the lore which Nature brings;
Our meddling intellect
Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things
We murder to dissect.
Enough of Science and of Art;
Close up these barren leaves;
Come forth, and bring with you a heart
That watches and receives.
William Wordsworth
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Not all kitsch is sweet.
Karsten Harries
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Is victory sweet because your side wins - or is it really because the other side loses?
John Podhoretz
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Miraculously, smoke curled out of his own mouth, his nose, his ears, his eyes, as if his soul had been extinguished within his lungs at the very moment the sweet pumpkin gave up its incensed ghost.
Ray Bradbury
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You can’t save others from themselves because those who make a perpetual muddle of their lives don’t appreciate your interfering with the drama they’ve created. They want your poor-sweet-baby sympathy, but they don’t want to change.
Sue Grafton
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Off the ice, I can be soft, and I can be elegant and sweet.
Ashley Wagner
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Revenge, at first though sweet, Bitter ere long back on itself recoils.
John Milton
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As the Christian's sorrows multiply, his patience grows, until, with sweet, unruffled quiet, he can confront the ills of life, and, though inwardly wincing, can calmly pursue his way to the restful grave, while his old, harsh voice is softly cadenced into sweetest melody, like the faint notes of an angel's whispered song. As patience deepens, charity and sympathy increase.
George Horace Lorimer
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A smile flickered across Coral’s face. “Have you ever noticed that once you have had a taste of certain sweets—raspberry trifle is my own despair—it is quite impossible not to think, not to want, not to crave until you have taken another bite?” “Lord Swartingham is not a raspberry trifle.” “No, more of a dark chocolate mousse, I should think,” Coral murmured. “And,” Anna continued as if she hadn’t heard the interruption, “I don’t need another bite, uh,night of him.
Elizabeth Hoyt
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Let the GRATEFUL HEART sweep through the day that it may recognize in every hour some sweet blessing.
Henry Ward Beecher
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My politics are short and sweet, like the old woman's dance.
Abraham Lincoln
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Dearest Lord, may I see you today and every day in the person of your sick, and, whilst nursing them, minister unto you. Though you hide yourself behind the unattractive disguise of the irritable, the exacting, the unreasonable, may I still recognize you, and say: "Jesus, my patient, how sweet it is to serve you.
Mother Teresa
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I'm not saying it because I'm sweet. I'm saying it because I love you now and I always have. More than you can imagine.
Nicholas Sparks
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It was like she was MADE of cake, light and pretty and decorated on the outside-with her sweet laugh and pink streak to her hair-but it was anyone's guess what was on the inside.
Sarah Addison Allen
