Best 225 quotes in «dear quotes» category

Happy You Dear!

He'd failed them, the swimming goldfish of his life's tiny existence whom he held so dear in his heart; he'd turned his muses into mistakes and no one knew the difference but him.

I will drive the world crazy with love poems for you. So they can know how magnificent you are and how crazy I am.

My dear, please be careful. You no longer live only for yourself. You live for me as well.

Mrs. Palmer is a teacher so naturally I assumed she would never do anything good for me.

That's why I don't tell people about us. They wouldn't understand, and 1 don't feel the need to explain, simply because I know in my heart how real it was. When I think of you, I can't help smiling, knowing that you've completed me somehow. I love you, not just for now, but for always, and I dream of the day that you'll take me in your arms again.

That’s the key, you know, confidence. I know for a fact that if you genuinely like your body, so can others. It doesn’t really matter if it’s short, tall, fat or thin, it just matters that you can find some things to like about it. Even if that means having a good laugh at the bits of it that wobble independently, occasionally, that’s all right. It might take you a while to believe me on this one, lots of people don’t because they seem to suffer from self-hatred that precludes them from imagining that a big woman could ever love herself because they don’t. But I do. I know what I’ve got is a bit strange and difficult to love but those are the very aspects that I love the most! It’s a bit like people. I’ve never been particularly attracted to the uniform of conventional beauty. I’m always a bit suspicious of people who feel compelled to conform. I personally like the adventure of difference. And what’s beauty, anyway?

Things like, Brothers and sisters! Saving money! Setting the table! True love... ... I MEAN! Foods you don't like!

We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren’t our lives love lives?

When God talks, please hear… rise up my dear… drop down the fear… your future is clear… success is near… Just go and try again! Give one more trial and you’ll kiss the trophy. Greatness rises up with those who rise up after falling!

Well, you’re not exactly social, are you, Mandy Valems?” “Oh yeah, sure, because I’m just surrounded by genius to be social with in this day and age,” Mandy replied with razor-sharp sarcasm. “Hey, I don’t need anyone else! I’ve got you, you’re my friend, and you’ll be with me forever!” “…You won’t be with me forever, though…” said Alecto cynically. “I’m like a spider’s web; anyone who is friends with me gets dragged into my troubles and eventually dies.” “…Poetic, dear friend,” Mandy sighed, shaking her head. “Morbid, but poetic.

What did you do for them, Bone? Teach them to read and write? Help them rebuild, give them Christ, help restore a culture? Did you remember to warn them that it could never be Eden?

All good things are cheap: all bad are very dear.

Above the titles of wife and mother, which, although dear, are transitory and accidental, there is the title human being, which precedes and out-ranks every other.

A heretic, my dear sir, is a fellow who disagrees with you regarding something neither of you knows anything about.

All you have to do is buy cheap and sell dear, act with thrift and shrewdness, and be persistent.

A man often pays dear for a small frugality.

You are to make up your mind whether it is to be God or man. Whether you are to be free or a slave. Whether it is to be progress or stagnation. As long as man loves a phantom in the sky more than he loves his fellow man, there will never be peace upon this earth; so long as man worships a Tyrant as the "Fatherhood of God," there will never be a "Brotherhood of Man." You must make the choice, you must come to the decision. Is it to be God or Man? Churches or Homes—preparation for death or happiness for the living? If ever man needed an example of the benefit of the one against the other, he need but read the pages of history for proof of how religion retarded progress and provoked hatred among the children of men. When theology ruled the world, man was a slave. The people lived in huts and hovels. They were clad in rags and skins; they devoured crusts and gnawed bones; the priests wore garments of silk and satin; carried mitres of gold and precious stones, robbed the poor and lived upon the fat of the land! Here and there a brave man appeared to question their authority. These martyrs to intellectual emancipation slowly and painfully broke the spell of superstition and ushered in the Age of Reason and the Dawn of Science. Man became the only god that man can know. He no longer fell upon his knees in fear. He began to enjoy the fruits of his own labor. He discovered a way to relieve himself from the drudgery of continuous toil; he began to enjoy a few comforts of life—and for the first time upon this earth he found a few moments for happiness. It is far more important to learn how to live than to learn how to pray. A new day and a new era dawned for him. His labors produced enormous dividends. He looked at the sky for the first time and saw that it was blue! He searched the heavens and found no God. He no longer feared the manifestations of nature.

A dear bargain is always disagreeable, particularly as it is a reflection upon the buyer's judgment.

All that a guru can tell you is: 'My dear Sir, you are quite mistaken about yourself. You are not the person you take yourself to be.'

...and clung more closely to the dear human love, from which our Father never means us to be weaned, but through which He draws us closer to Himself.

All things are cheap to the saving, dear to the wasteful

And so as much as I can, I care about her, dear Deborah. It's probably not love, but I would rather she were happy.

A man suffers death himself as often as he loses those dear to him.

Authors, like coins, grow dear as they grow old.

A penny saved is twopence dear.

A penny saved is twopence dear; A pin a day 's a groat a year.

A woman is seldom roused to great and courageous exertion but when something most dear to her is in immediate danger.

Begin by seizing something which your opponent holds dear; then he will be amenable to your will.

A writer is dear and necessary for us only in the measure of which he reveals to us the inner workings of his very soul.

Classic author moment, "Oh dear, did I kill that character or not?

Cling to God, and leave all the rest to Him: He will not let you perish. Your soul is very dear to Him, He wishes to save it.

Coal is not dear for the coal-miner who can use it there and then, nor is khadi dear for the villager who manufactures his own khadi.

And so it is in politics, dear brother, Each for himself alone, there is no other.

But beware, dear reader. For we go out into the wide, wild world, looking to change, looking to grow, looking for wisdom. But wisdom is hard to come by, and once achieved, it is very easily lost. Especially when one is leaving the wide, wild world - and returning to the place you once fled.

Buy not what you want, but what you have need of; what you do not want is dear at a farthing.

Dear God. She ached, wanting something that she knew was a sin. Wanting a man who was sin itself.

Come in, dear wind, and be our guest You too have neither home nor rest.

Dear is my friend--yet from my foe, as from my friend, comes good: My friend shows what I can do, and my foe what I should.

Dear Jane, Just so you know: e. e. cummings cheated on both of his wives. With prostitutes. Yours, Will Grayson

Dear John, tell me everything. Write it all down, that way, we’ll be with each other all the time, even if we’re not with each other at all.

Dear Lord. I give myself away. I've nothing else to give.

Dear me! how happy and good we'd be, if we had no worries!

Dear citizen, if you were my love, I'd stole your money!' Admin if you were my love, I would ask you for divorce and spousal support!

Dear beauteous death, the jewel of the just.

Dear Frank Einstein, Please invent time machine. Send your books back in time to me in 1978. Also a levitating skateboard. Tommy

Dear Mr Skully, I have caught my neck in a mangle and will be indisposed for eternity. Yours in death S.D.

Dear Algebra, stop asking us to find your X, she’s not coming back

Dear Artificer, I’ve blown my quanta and gone to the Good Place!

Dear God, thank you for my life. I forgot how big and wonderful it is.