Mr Darling Quotes

#1. They say my prints are bad, darling they should see my negatives

Lisette Model

#2. I know you're not thirsty. That's bullshit. Stop lying. Lie the fuck down, my darling, and sleep.

Adam Mansbach

#3. For did it not mean I was losing my darling, just when I had secretly made her mine?

Vladimir Nabokov

#4. You're like a cold beer, darling, on a long hot summer night.

Rod Stewart

#5. I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.

E. E. Cummings

#6. Lying is wrong. When you tell a lie for the sake of sparing someone's feelings it is not suddenly right, but it is compassionate. And is not compassion a form of love? Love - the greatest of all virtues! So, my darling, I do wrong for you. I lie that you might feel loved.

Richelle E. Goodrich

#7. Isn't life,' she stammered, 'isn't life
' But what life was she couldn't explain. No matter. He quite understood.
'Isn't it, darling?' said Laurie.

Katherine Mansfield

#8. You musn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling.

Christopher Nolan

#9. Muscles don't make the man.
True, darling, but they give you something nice to hold on to.

Dannika Dark

#10. I was in my recliner bundled up in my terrycloth robe, a gift from my great aunt Maureen, that came with some sage advice: darling, after a warm body, a terrycloth robe is the next best thing to cuddle up with on a cold night.

Suzanne M. Trauth

#11. It's going to be a grand adventure and a fairy tale of marvels. But it's my fault that you'll find a dragon at the end, my darling knight.

Fredrik Backman

#12. His date kept saying to him, "How horrible ... Don't, darling. Please, don't. Not here." Imagine giving somebody a feel and telling them about a guy committing suicide at the same time! They killed me.

J.D. Salinger

#13. I'd like to kiss you, Darling, but I just washed my hair.

Tallulah Bankhead

#14. Marry me. Marry me, my wonderful, darling friend.

Jane Austen

#15. Mr. Darling had a passion for being exactly like his neighbours.

J.M. Barrie

#16. No, no," Mr. Darling always said, "I am responsible for it all. I, George Darling, did it. MEA CULPA, MEA CULPA."
He had had a classical education.

J.M. Barrie

#17. Mr. and Mrs. Darling and Nana rushed into the nursery too late. The birds were flown

J.M. Barrie

#18. That fiend! Mr. Darling would cry, and Nana's bark was the echo of it, but Mrs. Darling never upbraided Peter; there was something in the right-hand corner of her mouth that wanted her not to call Peter names.

J.M. Barrie