“My dear and old country, here we are once again together faced with a heavy trial.”
Charles de Gaulle
“But I remember more dearly autumn afternoons in bottoms that lay intensely silent under old great trees”
C.S. Lewis
“Please, dear God, don't let me fuck up.”
Alan B. Shepard Jr.
“How happy could I be with either, / Were t'other dear charmer away! / But while ye thus tease me together, / To neither a word will I say.”
John Gay
“Like my dear old friend Marie Dressler, my ugly mug has been my fortune.”
Wallace Beery
“Dear sirs. I am 70 years old and able to rake my leaves and burn them in a small pile. I stand there as they burn. All my near neighbors have said it is OK with them. I have serious back pain when I try to bend and bag leaves. I can't do it without pain. I want to keep my property neat and looking nice. I can't really afford $45 to have someone rake and bag them. A lot of people are allergic to tree mold — what next, do we limit the number of trees in each yard? Hoping to burn.”
Mary Williams
“How clever you are, my dear! You never mean a single word you say.”
Oscar Wilde
