I don't snack. I don't generally eat sweets or drink soda. I never eat between meals or even before big ones.
Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, a box where sweets compacted lie.
But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold.
It was the corner sweet-shop in Australia that first piqued my interest in interior design. I went into this space with a mixture of apprehension and excitement as a child. It was filled, floor to ceiling, with the most incredible rounded glass bowls filled to the brim with bonbons, buttons, and sweets.
I was born in the poor countryside. I was raised in the countryside, planting corn and selling sweets made by my grandmother.
I don't eat sweets. I'm not a big dessert guy.
There are some disheartening days where I don't get to eat my favourite sweets, but my diet has to be followed.
As a kid, I was never into sweets, and I never really drank.
One of my earliest memories is Mum telling me not to have as many sweets as the other kids because I put on weight so easily.
Through shallow intellect, the mind becomes shallow, and one eats the fly, along with the sweets.
At the close of the day when the hamlet is still, and mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove, when naught but the torrent is heard on the hill, and naught but the nightingale's song in the grove.
I don't really like sweets, so that's never been a problem. Instead I'll have Kettle potato chips, which are gluten-free.
I remember being an usherette at my local theater very, very early on, selling ice cream and programs - because they're not free in the U.K. - during pantomime season, which was super interesting. It meant a lot of kids, a lot of sweets, a lot of sugar-induced kids.
Instead of doing cinnamon, nutmeg, and all those baking spices I'll have one spice that's for sweets, and that's pumpkin pie spice.
In the 1950s, as food rationing ended, I remember a plentiful supply of sweets for the first time.
I eat a lot of salad, a little meat, and some fruit. That's all. But I like sweets.
I'm definitely a serial entrepreneur and a serial snacker. And when it comes to snacks, I'm more of a salty snacker, though I've been known to have a craving for sweets from time to time.
When I was a kid, my sisters and I used to get a little present in our stocking each day of December, usually an ornament, some sweets, or a little toy.
I have some sweets now and then, but I wouldn't say I have a major sweet tooth.
