Best 225 quotes in «dear quotes» category

Let us both small and great push forward in this work, in this pursuit, if to our country, if to ourselves we would live dear.

Let us preach you, Dear Jesus, without preaching.... not by words but by our example.

Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows - dear stench.

Love can never explain the loved one, my dear. It is the essence of wild unreason.

Life is dear to every living thing; the worm that crawls upon the ground will struggle for it.

My dear, beautiful and imaginative things can be destroyed. Beauty and imagination cannot.

My dear, did you ever stop to think what a wonderful bunker you would make?

My dear, Find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it kill you and let it devour your remains. For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover. ~ Falsely yours

My dear fellow, who will let you?" "That's not the point. The point is, who will stop me?

My dear, I'm a cat. Everything I see is mine.

My dear, it is a great strength to have faced the worst and to have *felt* it a feature of beauty. Nothing ever after can shake one.

My dear brother, never allow a woman to hold all of the cards.

My dear girl. I am his family. I am permanent. You are only temporary.

My dear girl, you don't consent to an abduction! You consent to an elopement, and I knew you wouldn't do that.

My dear old dog, most constant of all friends.

My Dear Reader Chum, a very hearty hello to you. What an honour and privilege it is to have you perusing my written word.

Life is dear to all beings, they have the right to live the same that we do.

Many, affecting wit beyond their power, Have got to be a dear fool for an hour.

Men are not amusing during the shooting season; but, after all, my dear, men were not especially designed to amuse women.

My dear, we live in an age of transition.

My lodging is on the cold ground, And hard, very hard, is my fare, But that which grieves me more Is the coldness of my dear.

My religion? Well, my dear, I am a Millionaire. That is my religion.

Mind the dead man, my dear.

Never, dear gods. Never mess with mortals.

Nature, my dear sir, is only a hypothesis.

Nothing is so dear as what you're about to leave.

Now get some clothes on before the women around here are driven into a frenzy." He gave me a mournful look. "I'm afraid that'll happen with or without clothes, my dear.

Often one's dear friend talks something which one scruples to call rigmarole.

Oh dear... it really is rather disillusioning. When one's friends marry for money they are wretched, when they marry for love it is worse. What is the proper thing to marry for, I should like to know?

Odd's fish, m'dear! The man can't even tie his own cravat!

Oh Dear! How unfortunate I am not to have anyone to weep with!

Oh dear, you are confusing molecular science with ancient history.

Oh dear! A drunken infidel weaver! said Mr. Hale to himself.

Oh, dear me, no. Then I should be known as that vampire with all the cats.

Oh dear,' said Eddie. 'We'd better hurry. Tinto, call me a cab.' All right,' said Tinto. 'You're a cab.

Oh, my dear, my tragedy is that you don't need to be loved as I know how to love.

Oh my dear, idealists are the cruelest monsters of them all.

Oh, my dear Miss Everdeen. I thought we had an agreement not to lie to each other.

Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

Only God, my dear, Could love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair.

Our very wretchedness grows dear to us when suffering for one we love.

People only call you 'my dear' when they are irritated with you.

O lands! O all so dear to me - what you are, I become part of that, whatever it is.

Reader: Dear Mr. Snicket, What is the best way to keep a secret? Lemony Snicket : Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding.

Please understand nearly every concept I hold near and dear has been stolen from others much brighter and better than me.

Politeness costs nothing. Nothing, that is, to him that shows it; but if often costs the world very dear.

My disenchantment? Oh no, my dear, there are no disenchantments, merely progressions and styles of possession. To exist is to be spellbound.

Simply put, meta-writing is writing that is self-conscious, self-reflective, and aware of itself as an artifice. The writer is aware she's writing, and she's aware there's a reader, which goes all the way back to Montaigne's often-used address "dear reader," or his brief introduction to Essais: "To the Reader." It can be done in a myriad of ways.

Sin ought to be something exquisite, my dear boy.

Speak every time my dear brother as if it were your last