“The odor of burning juniper is the sweetest fragrance on the face of the earth, in my honest judgment; I doubt if… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly! There's naught in this life sweet… — John Fletcher Copy Share Image
My mother was the dearest, sweetest angel. She didn't talk; she sang. She was a tower of strength. — Jayne Meadows Copy Share Image
Watching a ball game is one of the sweetest pleasures in the world. — Silvia Tennenbaum Copy Share Image
It was when I was happiest that I longed most...The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing...to find the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Religion can emerge in all forms of feeling: here wild anger, there the sweetest pain; here consuming hatred, there the childlike smile… — Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel Copy Share Image
The sun, moving as it does, sets up processes of change and becoming and decay, and by its agency the finest and… — Aristotle Copy Share Image
You are always new. THe last of your kisses was ever the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the… — John Keats Copy Share Image
I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair Beneath the stains of time… — Trent Reznor Copy Share Image
This sweetest and best of all creatures, faultless in spite of all her faults. — Jane Austen Copy Share Image
The girls gave their hearts into their mother's keeping-their souls into their father's; and to both parents, who lived and labored so… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Scratching is one of nature's sweetest gratifications, and nearest at hand. — Michel de Montaigne Copy Share Image
John Waters is one of the sweetest, dearest, most adorable men I've ever worked with. — Polly Bergen Copy Share Image
She had sand in her mouth and between her toes, the briny wind raising goose bumps on her skin, and the sweetest,… — Lauren Kate Copy Share Image
Sorrow, terror, anguish, despair itself are often the chosen expressions of an approximation to the highest good. Our sympathy in tragic fiction… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I want to do the basic things, like putting my daughter to bed. It's the sweetest thing. — Tom Douglas Copy Share Image
With many women I doubt whether there be any more effectual wayof touching their hearts than ill-using them and then confessing it.… — Anthony Trollope Copy Share Image
