“If the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all.”

“I the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all.”

“In the end, the wind takes everything, doesn't it? And why not? Why other? If the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all.”

“Like all sweet dreams, it will be brief, but brevity makes sweetness, doesn't it?”

“Calling it a simple schoolgirl crush was like saying a Rolls-Royce was a vehicle with four wheels, something like a hay-wagon. She did not giggle wildly and blush when she saw him, nor did she chalk his name on trees or write it on the walls of the Kissing Bridge. She simply lived with his face in her heart all the time, a kind of sweet, hurtful ache. She would have died for him..”

“The devil's voice is sweet to hear.”

“the late afternoon sunlight, warm as oil, sweet as childhood ...”