Top 1200 Sweet Sleep Quotes & Sayings - Page 15

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Last updated on October 16, 2024.
Rest is the sweet sauce of labor.
Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.
Profit is sweet, even if it comes from deception. — © Sophocles
Profit is sweet, even if it comes from deception.
You can't make stuffing with sweet cornbread.
Sweet things happen. They still do.
Black as night, sweet as sin.
I've a very sweet tooth. Wish I didn't.
Indolence is sweet, and its consequences bitter.
Of all sweet passions Shame is the loveliest.
I like sweet-and-salty things.
Revenge isn't always as sweet as it seems
The circus leaves a sweet memory.
Sweet is the recollection of difficulties overcome. — © Marcus Tullius Cicero
Sweet is the recollection of difficulties overcome.
Sweet is war to those who know it not.
Solitude: a sweet absence of looks.
I have the worst sweet tooth on the planet.
O sweet woods, the delight of solitariness!
Love's very pain is sweet
You could say that Elphaba brought us together,' said Boq softly. 'I'm closer to her and so I'm closer to you.' Galinda seemed to give up. She leaned her head back on the velvet cushions of the swing and said, 'Boq, you know despite myself I think you're a little sweet. You're a little sweet and you're a little charming and you're a little maddening and you're a little habit-forming.' Boq held his breath. But you're little!' she concluded. 'You're a Munchkin, for god's sake!' He kissed her, he kissed her, he kissed her, little by little by little.
Look at me! I'm sweet and lovable!
My fans have been so sweet and supportive.
I would make sweet love to Don Rickles.
Sweet is pleasure after pain.
Eat bitter, taste sweet
I have the biggest sweet tooth of anybody.
I'm a big sweet potato fan.
War is sweet to those who have not experienced it.
The remembrance of past misery is sweet.
Let your speech be true and sweet.
My sweet rose, my delicate flower, my lily of lilies, it is perhaps in prison that I am going to test the power of love. I am going to see if I cannot make the bitter warders sweet by the intensity of the love I bear you. I have had moments when I thought it would be wise to separate. Ah! Moments of weakness and madness! Now I see that would have mutilated my life, ruined my art, broken the musical chords which make a perfect soul. Even covered with mud I shall praise you, from the deepest abysses I shall cry to you. In my solitude you will be with me.
A sweet friendship refreshes the soul.
Patience s bitter, but it's fruit is sweet.
How sweet and sacred idleness is!
A silent mouth is sweet to hear.
War is sweet for those who haven't experienced it.
I wanted to pray for an hour, but I keep thinking and thinking, and always sick thoughts, and my head aches - what is the use of praying? - it's only a sin! It is strange, too, that I am not sleepy: in great, too great sorrow, after the first outbursts one is always sleepy. Men condemned to death, they say, sleep very soundly on the last night. And so it must be, it si the law of nature, otherwise their strength would not hold out... I lay down on the sofa but I did not sleep...
The strong must protect the sweet.
All succeeds with people who are sweet and cheerful. — © Voltaire
All succeeds with people who are sweet and cheerful.
Dear, sweet, unforgettable childhood!
Life is just to sweet to be bitter.
Sometimes I train in the middle of the night, all on my own. Can't sleep, don't want to sleep, get up, go to the gym, work. This is early for me, being here at half ten in the morning, this is really early, and I'm only here because I screwed up yesterday and kept you hanging around. Other times I'll call up my wrestling coach, or my jiu jitsu coach, or my deep-tissue guy, and want to really focus on one part of what I do. I train in all these different disciplines.
I sleep seven hours. If I go to bed at two, I wake up at nine. If I go to bed at midnight, I wake up at seven. I don't wake up before - the house can fall apart, but I sleep for seven hours.
To read a lot of trash mixing the blood of war with business’s stench. To root out any happiness. To go out, and down, and on the road. To hesitate; to go on, and ahead, and back, and up the stairs, and in one’s room. On the way, to notice that the mountain is still there. To lie and sleep, deeply, heavily. To reproduce night’s sleep. To wake up, look through the window at green water, from the Bay to the mountain, and return to one’s self. To remember that war is devastating Irak. To feel pain.
Sweet is a grief well ended.
Life is not going to be sweet all the time.
How sweet war is to such as know it not.
I'm pretty peaceful and calm and sweet.
So musical a discord, such sweet thunder. — © William Shakespeare
So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty.
It is sweet to let the mind unbend on occasion.
War is sweet to them that know it not.
What was hard to suffer is sweet to remember.
I was a big sweet-tea guy.
My manners, abominable at times, can be sweet.
The heat of the battle is as sweet as the victory.
Sweet is the memory of past troubles.
All love is sweet, given or received.
Idleness is sweet, and its consequences are cruel.
Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy.
Sweet is the remembrance of troubles when you are in safety.
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