Georg Flegel, “Still-Life with Bread and Confectionary” (n.d), oil on wood, 21,7 x 17 cm. Städelsches Kunstinstitut, Frankfurt (Image via Web Gallery of Art)
Tomorrow begins National Candy Month.
Sweet are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in his head.
—William Shakespeare
Sometimes I’m so sweet even I can’t stand it.
—Julie Andrews
Oh how sweet it is to hear one’s own convictions from another’s lips.
—Johann von Goethe
And all the winds go sighing, for sweet things dying.
—Christina Rossetti
Nobody’s interested in sweetness and light.
—Hedda Hopper
There is no sweeter sound than the crumbling of one’s fellow man.
—Groucho Marx
Oh the thumb-sucker’s thumb
May look wrinkled and wet
And withered, and white as the snow,
But the taste of a thumb
Is the sweetest taste yet
(As only we thumb-sucker’s know).—Shel Silverstein
The past is the only dead thing that smells sweet.
—Edward Thomas
His art is happy but who knows his mind?
I see a schoolboy when I think of him,
With face and nose pressed to a sweet-shop window,
For certainly he sank into his grave
His senses and his heart unsatisfied,
And made—being poor,ailing and ignorant,
Shut out from all the luxury of the world,
The Coarse-bred son of a livery stablekeeper—
Luxuriant song.—William Butler Yeats
“I know of no joy,” she airily began, “greater than a cool white dress after the sweetness of confession.”
—Ronald Firbank
Do you like good music
That sweet soul music
Just as long as it’s swingin’
Oh yeah, oh yeah.—Arthur Conley and Otis Reading
