#sweet

The taste of your life depends on the spices you used to brew it. Add laziness to it and it becomes bitter as the bile; put a cube of good attitudes into it and you will lick your lips more and more due to its sweet taste. ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#bile #bitter #cube #laziness #life

Mitch Hurwitz was like a father figure to me. He was so sweet, and he's just so smart. ↗

— Alia Shawkat

#father figure #figure #just #like #me

I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time. ↗

— John Green

#bittersweet #hazel-grace #love #sad #sweet

For some reason, Hollywood seems to have painted me as a gorgeous vixen at times or the sweet girl. ↗

— Nicollette Sheridan

#gorgeous #hollywood #me #painted #reason

The sun weeps because it can no longer caress your skin or warm your lips." He sifted his fingers through my hair. "I do not envy the sun, Eva. But I truly hate the moon, because its light touches you in all the ways I cannot. ↗

— Michele Bardsley

#love #sweet #funny

But Little Grandmother did not keep in touch with her namesake, my mother, Margaret Morris. News about Will Morris's younger daughter reached the "white" side through Mamie. They knew where she was, what she was doing, and who she was doing it with. Most important, they knew she had chosen to stay negro. It is still a matter of speculation as to why my mother's father or one of her much older brothers or her sister did not keep in touch with her and her younger brother. Over the years, Aunt Mamie and my mother's various guardians supplied different explanations. The times were hard. They were bad for mulattoes and worse for "real" Negroes. There was little money around. Her father drank, drifted and could not keep jobs. Her teenage siblings could barely keep jobs ...... She was too dark, revealing both the Negro and swarthy Italian strains of her ancestry. Her color would give them away in their new white settings. All of these reasons were plausible. None of them sufficed. None could take away the pain, the anger, the isolation, the questions. ↗

— Shirlee Taylor Haizlip

#negroes #shirlee-taylor-haizlip #the-sweeter-the-juice #anger

Does it hurt?” He bent his head and lightly kissed her forehead. “Only when I laugh.” “I’ll try not to be funny.” “Epic fail, beautiful. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#funny #shane-collins #sweet #beauty

Don’t make light of werewolves, Jessica,' Luke said in a quiet voice. 'They’re very serious business. ↗

— Francine Pascal

#werewolves #business

Alan:I asked him what cat we should get, and he said it was my choice, so I got this little black one called Minnie. I think the cat place must not have known Minnie’s a mouse’s name. I thought maybe we should change it, but then I thought, if Minnie doesn’t know, either, then it’s probably okay. ↗

— J.L. Merrow

#sweetheart #change

I think I’m going to cut down on my dating,’ Annie said. ‘I used to need a lot of attention. You know, to make up for that empty feeling inside. But boys aren’t always the answer. ↗

— Francine Pascal

#dating #empty #sweet-valley #dating