#dear

You look rather rash my dear your colors don't quite match your face. ↗

— Daisy Ashford

#dear #face #look #match #quite

An original something, dear maid, you would wish me to write; but how shall I begin? For I'm sure I have not original in me, Excepting Original Sin. ↗

— Thomas Campbell

#dear #excepting #how #i #maid

My dear colleague James Hansen, I believe, has finally gone off the deep end... The global warming 'time bomb,' 'disastrous climate changes that spiral dynamically out of humanity's control.' These are the words of an apocalyptic prophet, not a rational scientist. ↗

— Nicholas Drapela

#bomb #changes #climate #colleague #control

There's a clip where he had someone miming me running around from keyboard to keyboard. Oh dear, I am sure a lot of people didn't know what he was going on about. ↗

— Keith Emerson

#am #around #clip #dear #going

That's what my mother did. And my father was the first person she'd met who treated her kindly. She was terrified of men, and she married a very meek, kind, dear man. And she had the upper hand. She ruled the roost. ↗

— Lynn Johnston

#did #father #first #had #hand

Sweetheart, darling, dearest, it was funny to think that these endearments, which used to sound exceedingly sentimental in movies and books, now held great importance, simple but true verbal affirmations of how they felt for each other. They were words only the heart could hear and understand, words that could impart entire pentameter sonnets in their few, short syllables. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#falling-in-love #feelings #heart #love #love-at-first-sight

This year, as we celebrate the 230th anniversary of America's independence, please remember the symbols that are sacred to this country. Fly Old Glory high and show your respect and admiration for this great nation and the values we hold dear. ↗

— Kenny Marchant

#america #anniversary #celebrate #country #dear

In my time since moving to the United States, I've found that there is a dearth of great writing for black people. There are stories that depict us in a way that isn't cliched or niche, and that a white person, a Chinese person, an Indian person can watch and relate to. Those are the stories I want to be a part of telling. ↗

— David Oyelowo

#chinese #cliched #dearth #depict #found

I want so much for my lover. At night when our beds are drawn close together I waken and see his dear yellow head on the pillow - sometimes his arm thrown over on my bed - and I kiss his hand, very softly so that it will not waken him. ↗

— Dawn Powell

#bed #beds #close #dear #drawn

I come home from work this evening there was a note in the frying pan said Fix Your Own Supper Babe I Run Off With The Fuller Brush Man Well I sat down at the table screamed & hollered & cried I commenced to carring on 'till I almost lost my mind and I miss the way she used to Yell At Me the way she used to Cuss & Moan and if I ever go out and get married again I'll never leave my wife at home The Frying Pan Diamonds In The Rough John Prine ↗

— John Prine

#endearing #frying-pan #fuller-brush-man #marriage #supper