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As a man, I’ve been representative of the values I hold dear. And the values I hold dear are carryovers from the lives of my parents.

On the Death of his Child Dew Evaporates And all our world is dew…so dear, So fresh, so fleeting

I want to show to those who deprive people the right to love of country, that when we know how to sacrifice ourselves for our duties and convictions, death does not matter if one dies for those one loves – for his country and for others dear to him.

Life is as dear to a mute creature as it is to man. Just as one wants happiness and fears pain, just as one wants to live and not die, so do other creatures.

Hold dear to your parents for it is a scary and confusing world without them.

A rich rogue nowadays is fit company for any gentleman; and the world, my dear, hath not such a contempt for roguery as you imagine.

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

Run my dear,From anythingThat may not strengthenYour precious budding wings.

Dear Diary, Today I tried not to think about Mr. Knightly. I tried not to think about him when I discussed the menu with Cook… I tried not to think about him in the garden where I thrice plucked the petals off a daisy to ascertain his feelings for Harriet. I don’t think we should keep daisies in the garden, they really are a drab little flower. And I tried not to think about him when I went to bed, but something had to be done.

What could be more beautiful than a dear old lady growing wise with age? Every age can be enchanting, provided you live within it.

Dear children, don’t eat anything healthy at home, just keep eating those hamburgers

When I speak, you must not listen to the words, my dear. Listen to the Silence.

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

Dear Valentine, I have thought of you often. Not all the time, but often.

Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.

Dear God, please enlarge our hearts to love each other, to love our neighbor, to love our enemy as well as our friend.

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.

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

Armament should be an illegality everywhere, and some sort of international force should patrol a treaty-bound world. Partial armament is one of those absurdities dear to moderate-minded ‘reasonable’ men. Armament itself is making war. Making a gun, pointing a gun, and firing it are all acts of the same order. It should be illegal to construct anywhere upon earth any mechanism for the specific purpose of killing men. When you see a gun it is reasonable to ask: ‘Whom is that intended to kill?’

Most beautiful is the sight of those near and dear to us when our original kinship makes us of one mind.

My dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heav’n is sent, Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content!

Goodbye, my friend, goodbye. My dear, you are in my heart. Predestined separation promises a future meeting.

How beautiful she is, Our Lady of compassion! How dear! How utterly unselfish! How filled with joy for Him – and us – in the depths of her own agony and desolation!

My heart is broken… I’m lying here My thoughts are choking On you my dear.

We ought not to be embarrassed of appreciating the truth and of obtaining it wherever it comes from, even if it comes from races distant and nations different from us. Nothing should be dearer to the seeker of truth than the truth itself, and there is no deterioration of the truth, nor belittling either of one who speaks it or conveys it

Seva, love and sacrifice are the basic prerequisites for human development. If you agree with this precept, nurture good will towards all and help people to the best of your ability without expecting anything in return. Don’t think, ‘I will render service only when the organizers agree with me and not otherwise.’ Dear brother! In that case, you will not be able to serve. You will only nurture your ego by making others agree with you.

Satan hates God for His own sake, and everything that is dear to God he hates for the very reason that God loves it.

My dear, In the midst of hate, I found there was, within me, an invincible love. In the midst of tears, I found there was, within me, an invincible smile. In the midst of chaos, I found there was, within me, an invincible calm. I realized, through it all, that… In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back. Truly yours, Albert Camus

Dear Santa Claus, just a last note before you take off. I hope you have a nice trip. Don’t forget to fasten your seat belt.

Green leaves on a dead tree is our epitaph-green leaves, dear reader, on a dead tree.

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.

People are always asking me what my lyrics mean. Does it mean this, does it mean that, that’s all anybody wants to know. F**k them, darling. I say what any decent poet would say if you dared ask him to analyze his work: If you see it, dear, then it’s there. … I think my melodies are superior to my lyrics. … I was never too keen on the British music press. They’ve called us a supermarket hype, and they used to suggest that we didn’t write our own songs.

If, my dear, you seek to slumber; Count of stars an endless number; If you will continue wakeful; Count the drops that make a lakeful; Then if vigilance yet above you Hover, Count the times I love you; And if slumber sill repel you Count the times I do not tell you.

If you hold yourself dear, protect yourself well.

And in vain does the dreamer rummage about in his old dreams, raking them over as though they were a heap of cinders, looking into these cinders for some spark, however tiny, to fan it into a flame so as to warm his chilled blood by it and revive in it all that he held so dear before, all that touched his heart, that made his blood course through his veins, that drew tears from his eyes, and that so splendidly deceived him!