A P Sweet Quotes

I rose from marsh mud algae, equisetum, willows, sweet green, noisy birds and frogs.

When people live in accordance with Nature, the song of life becomes sweet.

Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of ev'n or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine.

I spoke it soft, but close enough to brush against her lips. I spoke it quiet, but near enough so that the sound of it went twining through her hair. I spoke it hard and firm and dark and sweet.

Melancholy is kind of sweet sometimes, I think. It's not a negative thing. It's not a mean thing. It's just something that happens in life, like autumn.

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

The heart of Christ can be seen through the openings of his wounds. For what can prove to me so clearly as your wounds that you, O Lord Jesus, are sweet & mild & plenteous in mercy.

Comedy keeps the heart sweet.

In blissful dream, in silent night, There came to me, with magic might, With magic might, my own sweet love, Into my little room above.

The secret of salvation is this: keep sweet, be useful, and keep busy.

Our freedom is sweet. It will be sweeter when we are all free.

Gaze up at the stars knowing that I see the same sky and wish the same sweet dreams.

And sweet and far as from a star, replied a voice which shall not cease, till drowning all the noise of war, it sings the blessed song of peace

There is no room for hypocrisy. Why use bitter soup for healing when sweet water is everywhere?

The world's flattery and hypocrisy is a sweet morsel: eat less of it, for it is full of fire. Its fire is hidden while its taste is manifest, but its smoke becomes visible in the end.

That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown.

We live not in our moments or our years: The present we fling from us like the rind Of some sweet future, which we after find Bitter to taste.

It frightens me, the awful truth, of how sweet life can be.

All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.

Tricking your brain into thinking you are getting something sweet plays dirty tricks on your metabolism.

O thrush, your song is passing sweet, But never a song that you have sung Is half so sweet as thrushes sang When my dear love and I were young.

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

In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.

The glances over cocktails That seem to be so sweet Don't seem quite so amorous Over Shredded Wheat

Talk of poems and prayers and promises, and things that we believe in. How sweet it is to love someone, how right it is to care, how long it's been since yesterday.

May the honey-sweet flute music that flows from Lord Mukunda's lotus mouth fill me with bliss.

[My style in three words] youthful, sweet, and diverse.

Indolence is sweet, and its consequences bitter.

It's so sweet, I feel like my teeth are rotting when I listen to the radio.

Remember sometimes just the rush of having a crush is a temptation, even if it is inappropriate, but beware of playing with fire, you will get burned.

How sweet the past is, no matter how wrong, or how sad. How sweet is yesterday's noise

What sweet, what happy days had I,When dreams made Time Eternity!

The next morning dawned bright and sweet, like ribbon candy.

Try as I might, I could never feel any great affection for a man who so much resembled a Baked Alaska - sweet, warm and gungy on the outside, hard and cold within.

Love does not alter the beloved, it alters itself.

The true problem of living is to keep our hearts sweet and gentle in the hardest conditions and experiences.

Deadly poisons are concealed under sweet honey.

I find in animals the same thing I find so wonderful in children. That purity, that honesty, where they don't judge you, they just want to be your friend. I think that is so sweet.

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

Love must blossom. Through love will grow the trees and the bushes.

This world is a bitter tree, it has only two sweet nectar like fruits - one is soft voice and the other is company of gentlemen.

If the world was perfect, it wouldn't be.

A soul which is conversant with virtue is like an ever flowing source, for it is pure and tranquil and potable and sweet and communicative (social) and rich and harmless and free from mischief.

To play the piano is to consort with nature. Every mollusk, galaxy, vapor or viper as well the sweet incense of love's distraction, is within the hands and grasp of the pianist.

There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass.

But see, in our open clearings, how golden the melons lie; Enrich them with sweets and spices, and give us the pumpkin-pie!

Love is a beautiful dream.

What is difficult is to keep the sweet voice with an aggressive message.

Sweetness! World needs sweetness! It needs a sweet child, a sweet dolphin, a sweet monkey; it needs sweet people to soften the callous hearts!

When I heard BB Kings Sweet Sixteen, I knew I wanted to play bass because that was the thing that made that record: the bass player.