Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.
Washington Irving

Sweet is the memory of past troubles.
Marcus Tullius Cicero

Sweet is the scene where genial friendship plays the pleasing game of interchanging praise.
Oliver Wendell Holmes

Sweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another's struggles.
Lucretius

Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.
William Shakespeare

Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, a box where sweets compacted lie.
George Herbert

Sweet things happen. They still do.
Dianne Wiest

Thank God, I never was cheerful. I come from the happy stock of the Mathers, who, as you remember, passed sweet mornings reflecting on the goodness of God and the damnation of infants.
Henry Brooks Adams

That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.
Emily Dickinson

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

The best, most beautiful, and most perfect way that we have of expressing a sweet concord of mind to each other is by music.
Jonathan Edwards

The body of a dead enemy always smells sweet.
Titus Flavius Vespasian

The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation.
Hermann Hesse

The cast clubs were a big part of it, too. I found I wasn't getting that instant feedback I was used to with a forged blade. The sweet spot is a shade bigger, and when I didn't hit the ball dead center, I didn't know it, because it still felt great.
Payne Stewart

The devil's voice is sweet to hear.
Stephen King

The first time my father saw me in the flesh was on the stage, which is a bit weird. We went out to dinner, and he was charming and sweet, but I did all the talking.
Christopher Plummer

The harder the battle the sweet of jah victory.
Bob Marley

The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.
William Shakespeare

The other day at a drive-through, I reminded the teenage girl serving me that she forgot my drinks. She looked at me, hissed, rolled her eyes, and then took her sweet time getting me the sodas.
Neil Cavuto