No, there's nothing half so sweet in life as love's young dream.
Those were the days when dreams were sweet and life was sweeter still.
—Lisa Schroeder in Chasing Brooklyn
Her sense of humor had drawn him in first. Then her sweetness. She had a kind heart, loved children, and felt music in her soul like he did. They could talk for hours without running out of anything to say—something he hadn't found with most other women.
Having this, and losing it, made it even sweeter the second time around.
—R.K. Lilley in Lovely Trigger
The sweetest noise on earth, a woman's tongue; A string which hath no discord.
Sweet is made sweeter after we eat something bitter.