Memories, even bittersweet ones, are better than nothing.
Now that I have opened that bottle of memories they're pouring out like wine, crimson and bittersweet.
How bittersweet it is, on winter's night,
To listen, by the sputtering, smoking fire,
As distant memories, through the fog-dimmed light,
Rise, to the muffled chime of churchbell choir.
As time passes, the day will come when everything will fade to memories. But those miraculous days, when you and I, along with everyone else, searched together for just that one thing, will continue revolving forever somewhere deep in my heart, as my bittersweet memory.
I'm not bitter, I'm bittersweet.
Filmmaking as a process, it's bittersweet.
Life at best is bittersweet.
My love affair with painting is bittersweet.
Love - bittersweet, irrepressible - loosens my limbs and I tremble.
I was raped by a doctor. Which is, you know, so bittersweet for a Jewish girl.
I love that feeling of when it's touching and it makes you happy but there's a melancholy or bittersweet glaze to it.
The Portuguese and Galician term 'saudade' suggests a profoundly bittersweet nostalgia.
We feel a kind of bittersweet pricking of malicious delight in contemplating the misfortunes of others.
If you begin to face your fears, something bittersweet
is going to happen to you: You'll grow up.
The golden years become lower-middle-class life revisited. That's a bittersweet ending.
My style of comedy is very real and bittersweet, and sort of always on the verge of kind of being tragic.