Sweet Quotes

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They wrote in the old days that it is sweet and fitting to die for ones country. But in modern war there is nothing sweet nor fitting in your dying. You will die like a dog for no good reason.

Ernest Hemingway

Even the most insensitive hit song enthusiast cannot always escape the feeling that the child with a sweet tooth comes to know in the candy store.

Theodor W. Adorno

So far be distant; and good night, sweet friend: thy love ne'er alter, till they sweet life end

William Shakespeare

Men seek to be great; they would have offices, wealth, power, and fame. They think that to be great is to possess one side of nature,--the sweet, without the other side,--the bitter.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

He who knows what sweets and virtues are in the ground, the plants, the waters, the heavens, and how to come at these enchantments - is the rich and royal man.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

O! let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven;
Keep me in temper; I would not be mad!

William Shakespeare

DEMETRIUS Relent, sweet Hermia: and, Lysander, yield Thy crazed title to my certain right. LYSANDER You have her father's love, Demetrius; Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him.

William Shakespeare

That it will never come again
Is what makes life so sweet.

Emily Dickinson

Nature is a gentle guide, but not more sweet and gentle than prudent and just.

Michel de Montaigne

Such is the aspect of this shore;
'T is Greece, but living Greece no more!
So coldly sweet, so deadly fair,
We start, for soul is wanting there.

Seeing only what is fair,
Sipping only what is sweet,
Thou dost mock at fate and care.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Looking at his father with the sweet face of youth brightened with the inexpressible charm of all-conquering truth, he bravely cried out. 'I can't tell a lie. I did cut it with my hatchet.'

George Washington

Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

Mothers arms are made of tenderness, And sweet sleep blesses the child who lies therein.

Most modern calendars mar the sweet simplicity of our lives by reminding us that each day that passes is the anniversary of some perfectly uninteresting event.

Life is extraordinarily suave and sweet with certain natural, witty, affectionate people who have unusual distinction and are capable of every vice, but who make a display of none in public and about whom no one can affirm they have a single one. There is something supple and secret about them. Besides, their perversity gives spice to their most innocent occupations, such as taking a walk in the garden at night.

Death is never sweet, not even if it is suffered for the highest ideal.

Fair ladies, masked, are roses in their bud;
Dismasked, the damask sweet commixture shown,
Are angels vailing clouds, or roses blown.

William Shakespeare

I will write about all of this one day, he thinks, and knows it's just a dawn thought, an after-dreaming thought. But it's nice to think so for a while in the morning's clean silence, to think that childhood has its own sweet secrets and confirms mortality, and that mortality defines all courage and love. To think that what has looked forward must also look back, and that each life makes its own imitation of immortality: a wheel.
Or so Bill Denbrough sometimes thinks on those early mornings after dreaming, when he almost remembers his childhood, and the friends with whom he shared it.

Unfortunately, however, power is sweet, and the man who in the beginning seeks power merely in order to have scope for his benevolence is likely, before long, to love the power for its own sake.

Bertrand Russell

No, my good lord; banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins; but for sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff, valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant, being, as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's company: banish plump Jack and banish all the world.

William Shakespeare

Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly? Sweets with sweet war not, joy delights in joy.

William Shakespeare

The buzz saw snarled and rattled in the yard
And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,
Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.

Knowledge, wit, and courage alone excite our admiration; and thou, sweet and modest Virtue, remainest without honors.

Jean-Jacques Rousseau

It may be that vengeance is sweet, and that the gods forbade vengeance to men because they reserved for themselves so delicious and intoxicating a drink. But no one should drain the cup to the bottom. The dregs are often filthy-tasting.

Winston Churchill