Dear Quotes
My dear, life rarely gives us what we want at the moment we consider appropriate. Adventures do occur, but not punctually.
My dear girl, you must cultivate a taste for the finer things. Civilized pleasures give meaning to life.
Dear common flower, that grow'st beside the way, Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold, First pledge of blithesome May, Which children pluck, and, full of pride uphold.
It strikes! one, two, Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch, Thy pulse hath beat enough. Now sleep and rest; Would thou could'st make the time to do so too; I'll wind thee up no more.
Dear semi hot girl taking photos on a boat. It's not your boat so stop acting like you own it. You drive a used Civic.
My dear Elinor, you were obviously born into the wrong story,” said Dustfinger at last.
Dear Religion, This week I safely dropped a man from space while you shot a child in the head for wanting to go to school. Yours, Science.
Well, my dear, take heart. Some day, I will kiss you and you will like it. But not now, so I beg you not to be too impatient.
Dear heart, I promissed you i'd take it slow. Dear love, I know I swore on everything I own. But I can resist...it's just one kiss.
Most cynics are really crushed romantics: they've been hurt, they're sensitive, and their cynicism is a shell that's protecting this tiny, dear part in them that's still alive.
The chin a little higher, dear. Style largely depends on the way the chin is worn. They are worn very high, just at present.
Not reading a beautiful book again because you've already read it, that is, as if you were not visiting a dear friend again because you know him already.
There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all.
It was a long and gloomy night that gathered on me, haunted by the ghosts of many hopes, of many dear remembrances, many errors, many unavailing sorrows and regrets.
If you want to be a dear old lady at seventy you have to begin early, say about seventeen.
Dear young people, the Church expects great things of you and your generosity. Don’t be afraid to aim high.
Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of our fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.
The goods of this world are most dear to me, but much dearer are peace of mind and my own honor.
My dear, the duty that devolved wholly on you in my absence of guiding and expanding the minds of our dear children is a laborious one and a responsible one.
It would, of course, be hopeless to attempt to crowd into an international language all those local overtones of meaning which are so dear to the heart of the nationalist.
Dear young friends, learn to pray every day: this is the way to know Jesus and invite him into your lives.
I want a blaze of light to flame in me forever in a timeless, dear love of everything. And why should I pretend to want anything else?
Dear young people, Jesus gives us life, life in abundance. If we are close to him we will have joy in our hearts and a smile on our face.
And did I pass?" The face of the old woman on my right was unreadable in the gathering dusk. On my left the younger woman said, "You don't pass or fail at being a person, dear.
I still have some very dear friends from school, and we get together whenever possible.
The men, who labour and digest things most, Will be much apter to despond than boast; For if your author be profoundly good, 'Twill cost you dear before he's understood.
So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, That, when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lacky her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt.
Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving.
The liberties and freedoms which we hold dear and we recognize and cherish and respect guide the way we gather information in the United States
What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living? Beatrice: Is it possible disdain should die while she hath such meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick?
When I died last, and, Dear, I die As often as from thee I go Though it be but an hour ago, And lovers' hours be full eternity.
The life blood streaming thro' my heart, Or my more dear immortal part, Is not more fondly dear.
Well blest is he who has a dear one dead; A friend he has whose face will never change- A dear communion that will not grow strange; The anchor of a love is death.
