Best 225 quotes in «dear quotes» category

The prospect of change is a many-fanged beast, my dear.

There is power and there is power, my dear. My power can be vast, in the right places.

There are words to describe her, my dear, but one does not repeat them in polite company.

There is a grace of life which is still yours, my dear Europe.

There's no time for conversation dear, moan is all I want to hear.

There's nothing as dear as the sight of ruins.

There's nothing I like less than bad arguments for a view that I hold dear.

The right to be irresponsible and stupid is something I hold very dear. And luckily it is something I do well.

The rules of magic, my dear, are best not discusses. For once we understand the illusion, we no longer believe it.

Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel; For well thou know'st to my dear doting heart Thou art the fairest and most precious jewel.

The stage is near and dear to me.

The world, dear Agnes, is a strange affair.

The WILL is always near, dear, though the feet vary.

Those alone are dear to Divinity who are hostile to injustice.

Too dear I prized a fair enchanting face: beauty unchaste is beauty in disgrace.

'Tis expectation makes a blessing dear.

To the good warrior soundeth "thou shalt" pleasanter than "I will." And all that is dear unto you, ye shall first have it commanded unto you.

Until I discover the meaning of this sentence, I will neither eat nor sleep. "My dear uncle-" I began. "Nor you either," he added.

until I have been able to bury my head so deep in dear London that I can forget that I have ever been away I am inconsolable.

Treat yourself as if you were someone inexpressibly dear to you.

Victory was to be bought so dear as to be almost indistinguishable from defeat.

Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy.

We are but older children, dear, Who fret to find our bedtime near.

Walter [Cronkite] sang me a little sea chantey. The verse ended, 'Just watch your back with Dan [Rather], dear, just watch your back with Dan.'.

We are all in a race for dear life: that is to say, we are fugitives from death.

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.

We are not our own. We do not belong to ourselves. But we have been purchased with a dear price. We have cost an immense sum, even the sufferings and death of the Son of God.

We cannot leave the expression of our lives to those better qualified than we are, however dear they may be.

Well, my dear fellow what did you expect, champagne?

Welcome to the world of bullshit, my dear. You have arrived.

When gloaming treads the heels of day And birds sit cowering on the spray, Along the flowery hedge I stray, To meet mine ain dear somebody.

We must for dear life make our own counter-realities.

What is it?' Stephanie whispered. 'That, my dear Valkyrie, is what we call a monster.' She looked at Skulduggery. 'You don't know what it is, do you?' 'I told you what it is, it's a horrible monster. Now shut up before it comes over here and eats us.

What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing. And a sentimentalist, my dear Darlington, is a man who sees an absurd value in everything, and doesn't know the market place of any single thing.

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 went to college, I discovered the Sega console, and 'Sonic the Hedgehog' became very dear to me.

When you get to my age, you find that most of your dear friends are gone.

Wherever I fly from my own dear nest, I always come back, for home is the best.

Yes, my dear child, monsters are real. I happen to have one hanging in my basement.

Work is the best antidote to sorrow, my dear Watson.

Years are not important, my dear.

Yet still we hug the dear deceit.

Wisdom is never dear, provided the article be genuine.

Writers are liars my dear, surely you know that by now?

You're working on being a father, so that is something that when you experience it you'll understand the profundity of wanting to protect something dear to you.

You are my true and honourable wife; As dear to me as the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart.

You never understand how dear your privacy is until you lose it.

Dear Matt, In less than a day, I’ ll be standing on the same sand you stood on so many times before. Well, not the same sand, with the tides and winds and erosion and all of that, but the same symbolic sand. I’m so excited and scared that I can’ t sleep – even though I have to wake up in five hours! You know, I saved every one of your postcards. They’re here in a box under my bed – all the little stories you sent, like little pieces of California. Like the beach glass you guys always brought me. Sometimes I dump it out on my desk and press my ear to the pieces, trying to hear the ocean. Trying to hear you. But you don’ t say anything. Remember how you’ d come back from your vacation on the beach and tell me what it really felt like? What the ocean sounded like at dawn when the beach was deserted? What your hair and skin tasted like after swimming in saltwater all day? How the sand could burn your feet as you walked on it, but if you stuck your toes in, it was cold and wet underneath? How you spent three hours sitting on Ocean Beach just to watch the sun sink into the water a million miles away? If I closed my eyes as you were talking, it was like I was there, like your stories were my stories. In many ways, I feel as if I have memories of you there, too. Do you think that’s crazy? Matt, please don’ t think badly about Frankie’s contest. It’s just a silly game. It’s so Frankie, you know? No, I guess you wouldn’ t. You’ d kill her if you did! She just misses you. We all do. I’ ll look out for her, though. I promise. Please watch over us tomorrow, and for the next few weeks while we’re away. You’ ll be in my thoughts the whole time, like always. I’m going to find some red sea glass for you. I miss you more than you could ever know. Love, Anna

Your whole life is really only all about that dear place in you where you know you’ve realized, you love, and you are reached.

But I look up above and see the sky With the moon and stars capturing my eye I know that you can see it too Cuz no matter where you are the sky remains true