Quotes About Friendship

I cannot find a faithful message-bearer, he wrote to his friend, the scholar Atticus. How few are they who are able to carry a rather weighty letter without lightening it by reading.

How can life be worth living, to use the words of Ennius, which lacks that repose which is to be found in the mutual good-will of a friend? What can be more delightful than to have some one to whom you can say everything with the same absolute confidence as to yourself? Is not prosperity robbed of half its value if you have no one to share your joy? On the other hand, misfortunes would be hard to bear if there were not some one to feel them even more acutely than yourself.

Non nobis solum. OR non nobis solum nati sumus ortusque nostri partem patria vindicat, partem amici (Not for us alone are we born; our country, our friends, have a share in us)

What are sisters for if not to point out the things the rest of the world is too polite to mention.

Because nobody knows you better than somebody who knew you way back then.

Katherine Mansfield, clearly speaking personally, had remarked wryly in 1924 that "the true admirer of the novels cherishes the happy thought that he alone—reading between the lines—has become the secret friend of their author,"54

The novel is describing a time in which she felt hope, beauty, elation, joy ,wonder, anticipation-these are things these friends gave to her and this is why they mattered so much. Her rage corresponds to the immensity of what she has lost. It doesn't matter in a way whether all these emotions were the result of real interactions or of fantasy, she experienced them fully. And in losing them, has lost happiness.

It's a different story depending on where you start: who's good, who's bad, what it all means. Each of us shapes our stories so they make sense of who we think we are. I can begin when Cassie and I were best friends; or I can begin when we weren't anymore; or I can begin at the dark end and tell it all backward.

Isn't it funny," she said, stroking with an inky finger the beads of condensation on her glass of white wine, "that year was such an unhappy one, for me. Remember poor Reza? And Skandar away so much—and that weather. Do you remember, Nora? I've never had a harder time." (Except, she said "time-e.") "I guess I didn't realize it was

I discovered I could hate her a bit, and because I didn't tell her so, because our friendship went along on this reduced, part-time scale that didn't allow for arguments, there was no noticeable change in our relationship.

MY MOTHER assures me that it happens to everyone, sooner or later, for reasons more or less identifiable; everyone loses a best friend at some point. Not in the "she moved to Tucson" sense, but in the sense that "we grew apart.

If you're reading to find friends, you're in deep trouble. We read to find life, in all its possibilities.

All those years we'd been friends, since forever, we'd used the same words and perhaps meant different things--sometimes slightly different, but other times radically dissimilar; and we'd never known it.

For real?' Cassie's eyes glittered, and it occurred to me that all along she'd expected me to stop us. She'd goaded and teased me, made out like I was a wimp; but she also relied on me to keep us safe.

But our friendship was, at the same time, like a city you hadn't visited in a long time, where you know the streets by heart but the shops and restaurants have changed, so you can find your way from the church to the town square, no problem, but you don't know where to get ice cream or a decent sandwich.

I do not lie to you, Watanuki. Because you are a very important person to me.

Girls are always at their best smiling.

There is something you can do. You can smile. Sakura-chan, your smile is like food to a starving man for Syaoran-kun.

At that moment, I was sure ... he would cry. It seems that Sakura-chan is the most important person in the world to Syaoran-kun. So when she said, who are you? I felt certain he would cry. I wonder if he's crying now.

Fai: *punches Kurogane* That was payback, Kuro-sama! Kurogane: *grins* You're gonna get punched out, you creep!

If you kill Syaoran-kun, it will all be over! You and I will be over too!

If we can all find that special person... then the world will be a most joyous place.

Haven't you learned, Kamui? When a Dragon of Heaven cries out…a Dragon of Earth will always be there to respond.

Reno was somebody from the streets. I think he took to me because he saw me as somebody from the streets, somebody who hated to see the sun go down on Eighth Avenue, who would run up on Amsterdam Avenue, follow the sun down the hill, across Broadway, to the Drive and the Hudson River, and then would wait for the sun to come back. I guess Reno thought he'd found somebody who was destined to be in the streets of Harlem for the rest of his life.