All that’s bright must fade, The brightest still the fleetest; All that’s sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest.
War is sweet to those who have not experienced it.
Ah, sweet Content, where doth thine harbour hold.
O, popular applause! what heart of man is proof against thy sweet, seducing charms?
When you love a man, he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand, and his outline recedes, vanishes. He is rich and sweet and right. He is part of the world, the atmosphere, the blue sky and the blue water.
Revenge is not always sweet, once it is consummated we feel inferior to our victim.
Go, lovely rose! Tell her that wastes her time and me That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be.
An orange on the table, your dress on the rug, and you in my bed, sweet present of the present, cool of night, warmth of my life.
How sweet the words of Truth, breathed from the lips of Love.
I believe we are still so innocent. The species are still so innocent that a person who is apt to be murdered believes that the murderer, just before he puts the final wrench on his throat, will have enough compassion to give him one sweet cup of water.