Dear friend, I have searched all night through each burnt…

“I have looked at it with all possible attention," said Dantes, "and I only see a half-burnt paper, on which are traces of Gothic…

— Alexandre Dumas

Theres no stink more sorrorful than the stink of wet, burnt paper. It means: the end.

— Terry Pratchett

“Dear friend now in the dusty clockless hours of the town when the streets lie black and steaming in the wake of the watertrucks…

— cormac mccarthy

Ah! My dear friend painting is to us what the music of Berlioz and Wagner was before us - a consolatory art for sore…

— Vincent Van Gogh

I am involved with so many charitable organizations. Lung Cancer because of my dad, Breast Cancer because as a woman and mother of two…

— Lois Robbins

“I don’t want to get old. I have this very silly fear, dear friend, that one day I’ll be old, without ever having really…

— Beatrice Sparks

I am a pathetic and gushing Nick Hornby fan, and I wanted to be in High Fidelity, and I wanted to be in About…

— Olivia Williams

It takes two people to ruin a perfectly good day. First a person who says something downright nasty about you, and second, a dear…

— Anonymous

“Because it is useless, and I tell them so at once. If you had confessed your fears to me sooner, I would have reassured…

— Guy de Maupassant

Duff McKagen's been a dear friend of mind for a long time, and he's a Seattlelite.

— Mike McCready

I wanted to tell the story of Luong Ung, who's a dear friend of mine.

— Angelina Jolie

“We were putting into these gomers our fear of death, but who knew if they feared death? Perhaps they welcomed death like a dear…

— Samuel Shem

In a library we are surrounded by many hundreds of dear friends, but they are imprisoned by an enchanter in these paper and leathern…

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

“The little things really do matter. We remember the quirky things about each other and it makes us smile, think back into the past…

— Cathy Lawshe

I gave my archive to Emory University because there's a really dear friend who teaches there, Rudolph Byrd, and he's the editor.

— Alice Walker