Me Sentence Examples
Just give me a minute.
Keep the third piece of wisdom for your own use, and let me have the gold.
Will you give me a cup of tea?
What did you want me to say?
If they give me plenty of it I'll not complain about its color.Advertisement
Allow me to speak....
Follow me, please, to meet your doom.
And--pardon me for the foolish question--but, are you all invisible?
My, aren't you the night owl tonight - the boy who has been dancing with me half the night.
Oh, don't speak to me of Austria.Advertisement
Thank you for calling me.
Will you show me how to do that?
They tell me I walked the day I was a year old.
They have told me nothing, and probably cannot tell me anything to the purpose.
Here is life, an experiment to a great extent untried by me; but it does not avail me that they have tried it.Advertisement
Do me a favor and don't listen to Dulce.
I wish you had called me.
You have no respect for me?
Hope that you'll start accepting me as your husband - your mate; not just a lover.
You weren't going to introduce him to me... or Tessa?Advertisement
He doesn't force me to do what he wants.
I have travelled a good deal in Concord; and everywhere, in shops, and offices, and fields, the inhabitants have appeared to me to be doing penance in a thousand remarkable ways.
You plotted against me, you lied to Prince Andrew about my relations with that Frenchwoman and made me quarrel with him, but you see I need neither her nor you!
These, to me, are the most exciting companies to look at.
It was, however—and this is sure to earn me the wrath of many humanities professors—a time of surprisingly little originality.Advertisement
Or do you think he'd consider it part of his job to watch me?
Remember the notion that the Internet wouldn't turn out to be only for one purpose—that while my car is clearly for taking me places, the Internet won't be for doing one single task, but many?
I know they don't like me.
Give me that whip.
For God's sake send me somewhere else if only in command of a regiment.
Could you help me zip this?
You've been a comfort to me.
I hate to ask you for another favor, but I wonder if I could pay you to drive me home.
You've talked enough, now get away from me.
I said get away from me.
He's treating you like he did me.
I don't know why she didn't ask for it before - or why she didn't tell me about the baby.
It doesn't matter to me one way or another, but I wish you would at least make an effort at seeing his side of it.
Take everything from me.
That would show me, yes?
Come on, let me in.
You asked me to drive you home, don't you remember?
Good. Pack your clothes and come back with me.
That's why you've been helping me, isn't it?
Don't get mushy on me.
Please, let me go!
But I warn you, if you don't tell me that this means war, if you still try to defend the infamies and horrors perpetrated by that Antichrist--I really believe he is Antichrist--I will have nothing more to do with you and you are no longer my friend, no longer my 'faithful slave,' as you call yourself!
Yes, you have not forgiven me.
Just because it upsets me doesn't mean I don't want to know - or that you shouldn't tell me.
Why would she hide him from me all this time and suddenly ask for a fortune?
I can imagine why she wanted you to tell me.
Wouldn't it have been easier if you had told me?
Gosh Alex, didn't you realize that all this silence was already troubling me?
I guess he's always been a part of me... one I've wasted most of my life trying to remove.
He wasn't the one who gave me a bad name.
He respected the man who raised me, even when I rejected my natural father.
You answer me, but you don't hear me.
All Len wants out of me is information about Allen, and Howard couldn't care less where I am.
And I'm glad I could be there when you needed me.
Just remember, I'll always be there – whenever you need me.
This is between you and me, not the entire neighborhood.
For the last time, Howard isn't interested in me.
I didn't mean to yell at you, but you nearly scared me to death.
Can you watch the house for me while I'm gone?
I'll be over there in a few minutes so you can show me what needs to be taken care of while you're gone.
You've got to learn to trust me.
It always hits the spot for me on cold days.
Let me look at him.
I shouldn't let her get to me that way.
I never knew you thought of me as anything but a housekeeper - an opinionated one at that.
I think he wants me out of the house so he can bring someone home.
You're angry with me again.
Well, it shocks me.
Do you want me to help?
He turned to me.
He looked at me.
I was left sitting on my hands until the appointed hour of Howie's nap before Betsy assigned me the chore of remaining in the small room while he slept.
I remembered the things you asked me to look for.
I could see mountains, high hills, at the end of the street ahead of me.
You're all involved so I'm asking you all stay in the room with me.
I'll accomplish this via a blind trust so you will remain unknown, even to me.
Just hear me out.
He wants to marry me.
You gave me a heart attack!
You've got to be kidding me!
Why did you tell me?
Quinn made me listen to the details of each unsuccessful attempt before he finally, got around to the facts.
So tell me, are you enjoying this vacation?
While you are under my roof, you will treat me with respect.
Well, are you going to let me in?
No, it's no one my family knew but I think the change will be good for me.
Come on back and help me pack.
Call me if you need me – and you won't be taking advantage of me.
The smoke was bothering me and I didn't want to ruin the party for all of you, so I simply walked home.
They didn't know what to think - you coming in here all huffy and chewing me out.
It's not like I'm asking you to run away with me.
I'm beginning to wonder if you're too polite to tell me to shove off.
Are you angry with me because I didn't want to go up to see your parents?
Don't you ever try to use one of those on me again.
If you don't want me to feed it, all you have to do is say so.
And anyway, Cade definitely isn't romantically interested in me, so there's absolutely nothing to be concerned about.
Well, maybe it does for some people, but not a hard hearted old witch like me.
And so you asked me?
Here, let me pull out the stove.
She doesn't want it, but it irks her to think that it was left to me - the weirdo.
I couldn't care less what Claudette thinks, but let me take the question out of your mind.
You didn't have to prove anything to me, you know.
So you kissed me in front of her.
No, I didn't even know Claudette was standing there until you slapped me.
It was the first time you've ever been anything with me but a perfect gentleman.
If you'd fired me, or even hit me...
Does that mean you're giving me another chance?
Why don't you let me go in and get it for you?
Oh. Well, why don't you go with me then?
Why didn't you tell me you were sick?
You've been working for me for almost three months now and this is the first time I've ever seen you sick.
I think you're trying to scare me.
I twisted Cade's arm to get him to come out here with me for a picnic lunch.
No, if you must know, he was trying to encourage me to get out and date.
You're not going to lecture me about it?
Please let me wake up and find out this was only a dream.
You don't have to feel obligated to take me everywhere you go.
If you want to go into town for pizza, please don't feel obligated to invite me.
That's what you pay me to do.
I guess that makes me your employer.
And having guests here won't make me crawl into bed with you again, either.
I'm angry with me.
If you want me to leave you alone, it's done.
No, he didn't fire me, but I can't stay here any more.
You tried to tell me, but I was too arrogant to believe it could happen to me.
You're the one who told me I shouldn't come out here in the first place.
He doesn't want to marry me.
You remind me of her sometimes.
You said you didn't want to sleep with me again and I respect your decision.
You can move in with me.
If he's honestly interested in me, he can come courting the proper way.
I didn't want you to think you had to marry me.
You weren't giving me much information.
If you were trying to ask me to marry you, why did you act that way after we...
I thought you didn't respect me any more.
But when you kissed me, something snapped inside.
If you wanted to marry me, why did you tell me you only wanted to spend a few nights with me?
I wanted you to tell me that wasn't your sole reason for wanting to get married.
I guess that's what you meant in the diner when you told me to hold that thought.
I called Mary to see if you were there and she filled me in on the whole thing.
Nor did I want you to feel obligated to marry me to save my honor.
I thought maybe that was what you were trying to tell me that day at the hay field.
If you'd only said something - told me how you felt.
Cindy, our baby wouldn't be a burden to me even if my financial status was shaky - and it isn't.
But tell me something.
When you offered me a job, were you thinking of me in any way other than a housekeeper?
But it was a good hot meal that brought me into the diner the first time.
After that I got to thinking how nice it would be if I had someone to cook me a meal every day.
I think it was a turning point for me, too.
That's when I decided to ask you to marry me.
It pleased me doubly; to show off my fiancée and escape the rush of August in New York.
I, Ben Gustefson, collated boring statistical figures while locked in a cramped cubical of a company that offered me no future potential.
Martha shouted, throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me on the lips while I still clung on to my steering wheel.
Betsy stopped me as I was about to follow.
The first time I was eight or nine and my action earned me a cracked lip.
Betsy nodded, gave me a kiss, and trotted off to follow our hosts.
His remarks made me a tad uncomfortable.
Quinn slapped me on the back as he looked up at the darkening sky.
They plead for me, their master, to stop but I never will now that I know what I'm capable of accomplishing.
Next, you'll tell me you've forgotten how to do dishes too.
I'm here in one piece, sort of, and you've given me a clean slate to begin act two of my life.
Betsy was shocked, but not me.
Betsy agreed as she snuggled against me.
Maybe he thinks I was in pain; that you were hurting me!
Tell him how sorry I am, and tell him you weren't hurting me.
She began to push me out of bed.
Do it for me.
He appeared not to see me until I cleared my throat.
This zinger out of the blue took me aback.
I'd assume no one would believe me and I'd be at a loss to prove what I saw.
Betsy gave me a look.
I rose to follow and he tossed me a jacket.
The smell of the flowers alone would have kept me up.
Martha stopped me upstairs a little later as I was coming out of my room.
It's something that's really got me down.
It's going to take an open mind on everyone's part, believe me.
It's what happened next that's got me troubled.
I took it all in for a few moments and it petrified me!
I came downstairs and tried to figure out what happened and then I talked to Ben and it calmed me down.
I'm a mess wondering what's wrong with me.
The people didn't seem to be aware of me.
My fiancée gave me a cold eye as I hesitated before answering.
Perhaps it's enough to put me to sleep.
She handed me a pad and pencil.
The phone woke me.
The phone woke me up, even though it wasn't very loud.
When I sleep normally, it takes a lot more than that to rouse me.
I could see a figure on a horse in the distance coming toward me.
The two women went below to prepare the cocoa, leaving Howie and me in the darkened lab.
I tried to touch a hand rail next to me, but I just passed through it!
A car was parked in front of me, an old Ford.
I started to move along the sidewalk and an old man stepped out of a doorway and passed right through me!
It was obvious no one was aware of me; I wasn't there to any of them.
I'm on the road with West Virginia behind me, taking a brief rest from my hobby.
He looked over to me.
Something made me think I wasn't finished with Howie Abbott.
It still makes me cry when I think of Annie, even after fifteen years.
When my aunt practically insisted he visit me, I was scared to death wondering what he knew or why he wanted to come.
Tell me you didn't sleep with him!
Don't go prude on me, Ben.
If he'd knocked me up I'd have got an abortion.
Please tell me Quinn doesn't know.
You were hopping in bed with everyone back then and you never gave me a second look.
I'm sure you were in love with me; all the boys were.
If you loved me, why didn't you let me make love to you?
A kindly old man researched it for me.
It surprised me to learn Betsy was actively working on Howie's dreams.
Tell me you'll come down Friday!
We were tip toeing toward something impossible and it made me nervous.
On the flight down to Washington a strange and perhaps unfair thought hit me.
Betsy left the key to her sumptuous room, in the city's finest hotel, allowing me to drop off my duds before meeting him in the hotel lobby.
He added nervously, "Tell me you haven't told anyone!"
If you could point me in the right direction, I'll be on my way.
My statement sounded enough like a question to earn me a frown from both.
No, I don't remember it but it would have been behind me.
Betsy turned to me.
Talk about being put on the spot; my beloved set me up in spades.
Martha would talk to Quinn... to grease the skids... as she put it, and have him telephone me the following evening.
That's what you guys are doing to me.
If I didn't have a pregnant wife practically begging me, I wouldn't even be making this phone call.
It seemed to me we were all on edge, especially Howie who, aside from a smile and a few words, stayed out of our limited conversations.
There followed the familiar tossing and turning, telling me the dreams had begun.
I'll stop this before I'll go through anyone dissecting me again.
This business is so incredible it's wrecking me.
He turned to Betsy and me.
I can't share what I see with anyone else and it not only reeks of voyeurism but feels selfish to me.
This is what I'll do; I'll let you take me where I don't want to go.
Tell me you won't spy on our past!
Believe me, Quinn answered.
Don't ask me how; I just know it.
I don't want to abuse what's been given to me but I'm half sick with worry and I can't think straight.
Right now it reminds me of Ben and me on the Amherst playground as kids arguing who owns the ball and who owns the bat.
For some reason, everyone looked toward me.
I had closed my eyes when my wife snuggled next to me.
If that son of a bitch gets away with this it would kill me!
Martha shooed me away.
She returned and turned to me.
To me, the sense of accomplishment was overwhelming.
To Quinn, he said, you put me on the scene.
I woke to sunlight and my wife clinging to me with an intensity that hurt.
Now there is one less hunter to compete with me for the precious little ones.
My husband has taken time away from school he shouldn't have and is pressuring me to do the same at the hospital.
That got me pissed off and Quinn accused me of always taking Howie's side.
I guess I looked funny, so he asked me outright, if we'd been lovers.
When he gets upset with me, his bar bill goes up.
I was surprised when the others nodded in agreement, fortifying me to continue.
Before you all agree, hear me out.
I saw something today that bothered me.
Don't get me wrong, Ben.
How could they have seen me?
No one has ever come this close to catching me!
I nearly hung up but something in his voice caused me to hang on.
Then he shocked me.
I heard a recording of the Delaware tip and it struck me as really strange.
Betsy was awake when I returned home and wanted to know what delayed me.
Cross your fingers the group doesn't eat me alive over this.
Besides the couple you told me about.
Look, tell me what to do.
Just give me some guidance.
Frankly, if you can convince him, it will take a lot of heat off me.
I'm saddened I can't keep her with me very long.
Who could have seen me?
Betsy and Howie remained with me, each trying to out-nervous the other.
A few moments passed before he told me to go ahead.
I didn't believe what Dan Brennan told me and I'm not sure I do now but I'm no fool.
What do you want from me?
The director tried to question me but I cut him off, saying we possessed no ambitions beyond what we were doing.
He tried to interrogate me more but I'd had my say.
The man summoned me, on Sunday, if you can believe it!
If anyone links me to you, I'm to bury my head and walk away.
Brennan gave me the phone number even though I didn't agree to call.
Then I lost a grandson and thanks to a miracle, he was returned to me, unharmed.
Believe me, I have no hidden agenda.
That alone tells me all I need to know about you.
No one will see me and tip those who vow to stop my kind.
Personally, the thought we might work together in one location, absent the hectic schedule presently exhausting us, made me giddy and set my mind a-tumble with possibilities.
Nothing was learned from the brief visit that contradicted what the man had said to me.
I'm tired of travelling and," she smiled at me and added, "I want a baby and a place to raise her."
The way Mr. Cooms cautioned us hit home with me.
My wife turned to me.
When I noticed his flashing lights behind me, I nearly raced away but he'd have caught me.
Why was he pulling me over?
He deserved to die for inconveniencing me.
His house was situated seven miles from the office and about the same distance from Betsy and me.
It gave Betsy and me the chance to be man and wife.
I knew no human saw me that night and yet the dogs of police received information on me and began snapping at my heels!
And why did that ignorant cop pull me over in Alabama?
I'll better his total before I die and they'll not know I ever existed... unless someone sees me in their crystal ball.
She handed me the newspaper.
I guess it means he hasn't told anyone about me.
He has these god-awful nightmares and wakes me up thrashing around.
When I finished they turned to me for a summary.
He thanked me and went about his daily business.
He surprised me in a later conversation by mentioning he was taking steps to remedy the problem.
He interrupted my schedule and wasted my time with his lies but he paid dearly for inconveniencing me.
It takes time for me to establish motion and I got a late start.
I waved Betsy over next to me.
Just bet me that Alabama license plate isn't stolen.
When the conversation was over, Betsy hugged me, long and hard.
It's been a part of me since the dogs of law released from their barred kennel.
They call me chubby!
This time, my sweet little friend will assist me!
You could never trap me.
The seriousness of Mr. Cooms' concerns convinced me of the wisdom in securing what he suggested.
It scares me, like I'm stripping naked in front of strangers.
I was a hundred percent in favor and pleased Betsy agreed with me.
It read, "Don't call me for any reason for ten days."
I keep asking Howie about you people but he blows me off.
But Howie nagged me to start bridge building.
He practically made me call my brother and now I'm going up to Weston Priory in Vermont and spend the week with him.
I wish you'd let me come along with you.
She turned to me.
Can Howard have an hour off to show me around Keene before I leave?
He's great fun company and he pulled me out of my funk when I was down in the pits.
He won't talk about the nightmares; at least to me, but the shrink must be a sounding board.
They snuck around and found my name and began to push me, claiming public interest, national security, and all that bull shit.
I played dumb but I figured my phone lines were tapped and big brother had his eye on me twenty-four, seven.
Same old, same old, if you ask me.
Please keep me posted.
He gave me complete clearance.
Mr. Singer told me not to.
That's why I'm surprised he let me talk to you.
She looked up at me, like a child she wasn't.
They gave me a special telephone where the calls come in.
Can you just drop me off near the mall?
Betsy's clandestine research about Julie, such as it was, was shared only with me.
I looked up with sinking heart to see a FedEx driver at the front door looking at me quizzically.
I won't, if you mind daddy and tell me the truth.
Now tell me where the calls come from.
Just tell me everything you know.
Tell me what makes their calls different from other tips.
I thought maybe they had to think about it before they called, but then they practically beg me to pass on the information immediately.
If I tell you, will you let me go?
If you tell me every little thing you know or even suspect, I'll just drive away and let you walk down the lane to one of those farm houses we passed.
Please tell me, Brenda.
She looked at me as if I was the psychic!
I didn't mean to but she's a great person and she makes me have feelings I didn't know existed.
Ben, tell me what to do!
That's why Julie is so good for me.
She understands and doesn't make fun of me.
The few people I've met who knew me back then say I'm a different person.
I know and it kills me but that's the way it is.
It's gotten me down in the dumps lately.
You owe the others some answers too, not just me.