Dear Quotes
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Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing.
William Shakespeare
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Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall with our English dead.
William Shakespeare
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Thank Fate for foes! I hold mine dear As valued friends. He cannot know The zest of life who runneth here His earthly race without a foe.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Oh dear, all those words again," thought Milo as he climbed into the wagon with Tock and the cabinet members. "How are you going to make it move? It doesn't have a--" "Be very quiet," advised the duke, "for it goes without saying.
Norton Juster
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Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows - dear stench.
Anne Carson
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How many men
Have spent their blood in their dear country's service,
Yet now pine under want; while selfish slaves,
That even would cut their throats whom now they fawn on,
Like deadly locusts, eat the honey up,
Which those industrious bees so hardly toil'd for.
Thomas Otway
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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.
William Shakespeare
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Pray, dear madam, another glass; it is Christmas time, it will do you no harm.
William Makepeace Thackeray
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Wait, I thought to myself! He wants to wait until everything that once was dear to him is trampled under foot.
Anna Seghers
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Dear Lord, I'm so grateful I'm still loved.
Vivien Leigh
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Let us clear a little space, And make Love a burial-place. He is dead, dear, as you see, And he wearies you and me.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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I shall never love anybody. I can't love people. I hate them.' 'The time will come, dear, the time will come.
George Eliot
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The Potemkin city of which I wish to speak here is none other than our dear Vienna herself.
Adolf Loos
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Don't hold yourselves cheap, seeing that the creator of all things and of you estimates your value so high, so dear, that he pours out for you every day the most precious blood of his only-begotten Son.
Saint Augustine
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Alas! the road to Anywhere is pitfalled with disaster;
There's hunger, want, and weariness, yet O we loved it so!
As on we tramped exultantly, and no man was our master,
And no man guessed what dreams were ours, as, swinging heel and toe,
We tramped the road to Anywhere, the magic road to Anywhere,
The tragic road to Anywhere, such dear, dim years ago.
Robert W. Service
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Dear bells! how sweet the sound of village bells When on the undulating air they swim!
Thomas Hood
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It's great that they gave me something to act other than, 'Hi, dear, how are you doing?'
Anne Archer
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We praise Thee, Lord, of all the earth, for love and joy, for light and mirth, for every charm of sense and right, and blessings boundless as Thy might.... But most we praise the love that gave thine own dear Son to seek and save, for joy all other joys excelling, for purest light and life indwelling.
Cecil Frances Alexander
