Everybody loves his country.

He must be a family man.

And that charming old man went to the police.

We all love you. We are your family.

Everyone knew him for his smile.

To people you've known? A family you've loved?

Sing something dependable like Home on the Range.

Honey, sit up so they can see you.

Love is the inspiration of poets and philosophers.

Have love for your classmates! Have love for your parents! Have love for your country!

Here, give him this. Loveable creature isn't he?

Lovely family, George! Lovely family! Oh, thanks!

It's easy to love a woman who's such a solid investment.

My love... oh, my love.

They make individuals forget their duty to the state.

That I love

My love... my love!

And so is love, love towards others, true love.

We invoke love, call it beg for it, cry for it, try to mimic it...

Do you understand that? I love it.

The birds' home is in the forest, the fish's home is in the river, the bees' home is in the flowers, and the little children's is in China. We love our motherland from the time we're little, as the birds love the forest, the fish love the river, and the bees love the flowers.

The income per person among families with three and more children is 81 of the average income in Estonia.

Dear critic!

Cute little fellow.

Cute little rascals.

Let my beloved come into his garden and eat his pleasant fruits.

The traditional family model is more often observed by non Estonians.

Come, my love.

You've all got families at home. Wives, mothers and sweethearts.

What have you done?

I loved you all. I've done no harm to anyone.

Three people saw Colbert drive by their houses alone on the way back from Endicott's.

Everyone loved that color. Thank you, dear.

It's quite a cute little fellow.

Never mind.

Hey, coon. Them's mighty pretty little fellas you got.

He had servants to answer any whim, and he had a family who loved him deeply.

Sent him home sober not like some people. (Sheep bleating) (D09 barks)

But if people love poetry, they love poets.

You're marrying the man you love. The man who loves you.

He said there are people who always look for an excuse to lose.

My darling, my dear sweet darling.

How grateful I am to you, my love... my love...

Oh, some poor chap beat his sweetheart to death with this.

From a Nazi rage, he was torn away, to the studies of life, and his loved ones