Quotes About Sweetness

At first sight, his address is certainly not striking; and his person can hardly be called handsome, till the expression of his eyes, which are uncommonly good, and the general sweetness of his countenance, is perceived.

Elizabeth, having rather expected to affront him, was amazed at his gallantry; but there was a mixture of sweetness and archness in her manner which made it difficult for her to affront anybody; and Darcy had never been so bewitched by any woman as he was by her. He really believed, that were it not for the inferiority of her connections, he should be in some danger.

At first sight, his address is certainly not striking; and his person can hardly be called handsome, till the expression of his eyes, which are uncommonly good, and the general sweetness of his countenance, is perceived. At present, I know him so well, that I think him really handsome; or at least, almost so. What say you, Marianne?

Anne, with an elegance of mind and sweetness of character, which must have placed heer high with any people of real understanding, was nobody with either father or sister: her word had no weight; her convenience was always to give away - she was only Anne.

The gentleness, modesty, and sweetness of her character were warmly expatiated on; that sweetness which makes so essential a part of every woman's worth in the judgment of man, that though he sometimes loves where it is not, he can never believe it absent.

You are too good. Your sweetness and disinterestedness are really angelic: I do not know what to say to you. I feel as if I had never done you justice, or loved you as you deserve.

She can't explain why she is choked up. She isn't entirely sure, other than the sweetness of Patrick's familiarity, an aching nostalgia for her youth, a reminder of all that is good, and solid, and stable. All that she once had. All that she has lost. Patrick has grown into a big man. Solid. Imposing. His embrace is all-enveloping, tight, stable. Like being held by a bear. Safe, she thinks. I am safe. And almost immediately after: I have come home.

Words shouldn't be dirty or clean But definitely sweet, On the tongue, in the mind.

And something chocolate, of course. A meal was not a meal without some sort of chocolate for desert.

That was what she really wanted. To forget so thoroughly she'd never have another memory again, the bitter so bitter you gave up the sweet.

Taste his fear. It tastes just like champagne. Cold and crisp and absolutely without sweetness.

He had bars on all the windows now. She stroked his new security door with the pads of her fingers like it was fur. "Taste his fear. It tastes just like champagne. Cold and crisp and absolutely without sweetness.

My work is the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird - equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.

I want to live the rest of my life, however long or short, with as much sweetness as I can decently manage, loving all the people I love, and doing as much as I can of the work I still have to do.

Consider the "new" woman. She's trying to be Pollyanna Borgia, clearly a conflict of interest. She's supposed to be a ruthless winner at work and a bundle of nurturing sweetness at home.

Work cannot convey the almost voluptuous sweetness of the feelings experienced ... in solitude.

Fresh, ripe cocoa is amazing. It's so sweet but if you eat too much you get a sore stomach.

If you come into my house, it looks like I went to Costco and Dylan's Candy and every candy store and I just have glass jars filled with chocolate. I just love chocolate.

It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace." –Chuck Palahniuk Famed

It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace." –Chuck Palahniuk Famed American author, best known for Fight Club

There was a sweetness in my voice I found nauseating. I made a note to myself never to have children. Or at least not helpless children.

And they are unjust to us often, for when they find life bitter they blame us for it, and when they find it sweet we do not taste its sweetness with them.

I'll see if I can't make the bitter waters sweet by the intensity of love I bear you

When day begins to break I count my blessings, good and bad, Being wakeful for your sake, Remembering the covenant we've always had, What eagle look your face still shows, While up from my heart's root So great a sweetness flows I shake from head to foot.