But my dad died doing what he loved best, serving the Lord and his people.

All the friends I loved best, except one, have remained my own to the present time.

It was the season Keats loved best, and he would not know it again.

And I'll do it by destroying the ones you love best, one at a time, slowly.

People love pretty much the same things best.

What I love best, she said, is the way it hovers between fiction and nonfiction.

The place we love best, and with it all your father's northern estates.

Mickey had lost what he'd loved best, and maybe that was simply his inevitable fate.

"It's a sad thing to lose your home and those you love best, my lady."

It was going to be a dear quiet evening, such as she loved best, with every one and everything at Silver Bush happy.