Sweet Quotes
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You can't expect someone who has been in prison his whole entire life to turn around and become a sweet guy who writes books and walks his dog and has a normal life.
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Through neglect, ignorance, or inability, the new intellectual Borgias cram hairballs down our throats and refuse us the convulsion that could make us well. They have forgotten, if they ever knew, the ancient knowledge that only by being truly sick can one regain health. Even beasts know when it is good and proper to throw up. Teach me how to be sick then, in the right time and place, so that I may again walk in the fields and with the wise and smiling dogs know enough to chew sweet grass.
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Every time I come home, it is the same great pleasure to lie down in my bed. That's when I think, 'home sweet home.'
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Kind words toward those you daily meet, Kind words and actions right, Will make this life of ours most sweet, Turn darkness into night.
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The strong must protect the sweet.
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He paused again as a tear of longing rolled from cheek to lip with the sweet-salty taste of an old memory.
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Fruit forced is never half so sweet / As that comes quite in season.
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Jean Paul Gaultier is not only immensely talented but also a genuinely sweet and kind person.
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Acting is experience with something sweet behind it.
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The joy of art is particularly sweet, though, because it carries with it the threat of rejection, of failure, and of missed connections. It's precisely the high-wire act of "this might not work" that makes original art worth doing.
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Whom God loves, his house is sweet to him.
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Each soul must meet the morning sun, the new sweet earth and the Great Silence alone.
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Sometimes I think that if I had to choose between an ear of corn or making love to a woman, I'd choose the corn. Not that I wouldn't love to have a final roll in the hay - I am a man yet, and something never die - but the thought of those sweet kernels bursting between my teeth sure sets my mouth to watering. It's fantasy, I know that. Neither will happen. I just like to weight the options, as though I were standing in front of Solomon: a final roll in the hay or an ear of corn. What a wonderful dilemma. Sometimes I substitute an apple for the corn.
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War I abhor, and yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum and fife, and I forget Wet eyes of widows, and forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchery without a soul.
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Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, And sound his power abroad; Sing the sweet promise of his grace, And the performing God.
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A sweet thing, perspective - a chance to see your enemies so small.
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To learn something, to master something, anything, is as sweet as first love.
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Sweet head, give you sweet head.
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Sweet is every sound, sweeter the voice, but every sound is sweet.
