Quotes About Sweetness

Mr. J.P. he's such a sweetie underneath the sternness

Raphael, on the other hand, found only beautiful sweetness everywhere. The tragedies of life failed to touch the young painter, who blotted from view all struggle and sorrow, and, in spite of the misery which had befallen his nation, could still rejoice in the sensuous beauty of the world. There was another side to the Renaissance, dependent neither on beauty nor heroic grandeur, yet sharing in both through qualities of its own.

and vinegar that makes them sour—and camomile that makes them bitter—and—and barley-sugar and such things that make children sweet-tempered. I only wish people knew that: then they wouldn't be so stingy about it, you know—

Our days are numbered in the book of days, Most High, Gorgon murmurs as the garden comes once more into view. That is what gives them sweetness and purpose.

Without thinking about what she was doing, she pulled blueberries from the icebox and peaches from the fruit bin. She might have only been seven years old, but she was smart enough to know that her mother would have a fit if she pulled out knives, or did anything near the two-burner hot plate. Instead, Portia, pulled the peaches apart, catching the sticky-sweet juice on her tongue as it ran down her fingers. She found a slice of angel food cake wrapped in plastic and plopped the fruit on top.

The fly that touches honey cannot use it's wings; so too the soul that clings to spiritual sweetness ruins it's freedom and hinders contemplation.

Devotion is a place where you do not exist; life just flows through you as a certain sweetness and beauty.

This is what love does and continues to do. It tastes like honey to adults and milk to children.

Without ice cream there would be darkness and chaos.

Ljubav je kapljica nebeske rose koju nebesa kanuše u kaljužu života da mu zaslade gorkost.

You are young, replied Athos, and your bitter memories have time to change into sweet ones.

It was the cupcakes that saved her. Leilani Trusdale thought about that as she carefully extracted the center from the final black forest cupcake, then set the corer aside up the pastry bag of raspberry truffle filling. She breathed in the mingled scents of dark chocolate and sweet berries. It was inspiring, really, how much power a single, sweet cup of baked deliciousness could wield. Cupcake salvation.

The colors are a little brighter. The air is a little sweeter. Jokes are funnier, love runs deeper, and life overall is richer.

We can only find "true peace of mind" by accepting that life is alternately bitter and sweet (Morita, 1928/1998, p. 87).

Like the lark that soars in the air, first singing, then silent, content with the last sweetness that satiates it, such seemed to me that image, the imprint of the Eternal Pleasure.

I never thought life would be this sweet, It got me cheesing from cheek to cheek.

Life itself, when understood and utilized for what it is, is sweet.

Those who have not lived in the eighteenth century, in the years before the Revolution do not know the sweetness of living and cannot imagine what it was like to have happiness in life.

Heart-aches are forgotten, tears lose their bitterness, and like a leaf of lavendar in a store of linen, so does Memory make life sweet.

Young people are in a condition like permanent intoxication, because life is sweet and they are growing.

We have not an hour of life in which our pleasures relish not some pain, our sours, some sweetness.

I believe that being happy is the only important thing. Happiness. Simple as a glass of chocolate or torturous as the heart. Bitter. Sweet. Alive.

She gave Honey Babe and Majestic, each named after a breed of peach, a caramel-drenched Girl Scout Samoa, then polished off the rest of the box herself.

The fig tree grows its flowers strangely inside out, concealed within the soft interior of the fruit. Erszébet imagines the fig's hidden fairy weight of seeds, grown in sweetness that is also a darkness. Like treasure in a cave.