“Stolen sweets are always sweeter,
Stolen kisses much completer,
Stolen looks are nice in chapels,
Stolen, stolen, be your apples.”
Song of Fairies Robbing an Orchard.
Confer Colley Cibber: "Stolen sweets are best."
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English critic, essayist, poet and writer 1784–1859Related quotes

“He's as weird as snake's suspenders but sweet as a stolen kiss, too.”
Source: Stranger in a Strange Land

“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard, are sweeter”
Stanza 2
Poems (1820), Ode on a Grecian Urn
Variant: Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on.
Source: Ode on a Grecian Urn and Other Poems
Context: Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear’d,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone.
Context: Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear’d,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone.
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!

“Move into kiss those sweet sugar lips, baby looks just like love.”
Busted Stuff
Busted Stuff (2002)

Ode for Music http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=ocmu (1769), V, line 8

“I’m as humble and sweet as apple pie.”
From an interview https://blog.shemaleyum.info/bailey-jay-plays-with-her-shaved-cock for Grooby Girls blog (July 19, 2010).

“Only the few know the sweetness of the twisted apples.”
"Paper Pills"
Source: Winesburg, Ohio (1919)
Context: On the trees are only a few gnarled apples that the pickers have rejected. They look like the knuckles of Doctor Reefy's hands. One nibbles at them and they are delicious. Into a little round place at the side of the apple has been gathered all of its sweetness. One runs from tree to tree over the frosted ground picking the gnarled, twisted apples and filling his pockets with them. Only the few know the sweetness of the twisted apples.
Source: Intuitions and Summaries of Thought (1862), Volume I, p. 240.