Quotes About Friendship

There's no such thing as friendship. You just get what you need when you need it as fast as you can. The only reason that people give is so they can take later on.

My records are good friends. They're an army. Standing straight, in rows, ready to go. Prepared to neutralize sadness and the sometimes crushing pointlessness of almost every pursuit. My heart will not break because my records have built a wall around it.

I don't want to have to defend you to people who will talk shit I would do it though Always So take good care of yourself If you forget how Call me I'll remind you

The Iron never lies to you. You can walk outside and listen to all kinds of talk, get told that you?re a god or a total bastard. The Iron will always kick you the real deal. The Iron is the great reference point, the all-knowing perspective giver. Always there like a beacon in the pitch black. I have found the Iron to be my greatest friend. It never freaks out on me, never runs. Friends may come and go. But two hundred pounds is always two hundred pounds.

I met a woman around the corner from the hotel who owns a bar on Essex. We talked for awhile. She used to see Johnny Thunders play whenever she could. She said that sometimes he was too messed up to do the show and the venue would kick him out. She and her friends would sit with him outside and he would play for them. Can you imagine?! That's a quintessential NYC experience. It's what makes this city so great.

It is sad when someone you know becomes someone you knew.

A friend is what the heart needs all the time.

So let the way wind up the hill or down, O'er rough or smooth, the journey will be joy; Still seeking what I sought when but a boy, New friendship, high adventure, and a crown. My heart will keep the courage of the quest, And hope the road's last turn will be the best.

They took their meals together and it was remarked on such occasions, when the friendship of animals is put to a hard test, that they never quarrelled or disputed the possession of a favourite fruit with each other.

A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counsellor, a multitude of counsellors.

Laughter is not a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is the best ending for one.

It is one of the severest tests of friendship to tell your friend his faults. So to love a man that you cannot bear to see a stain upon him, and to speak painful truth through loving words, that is friendship.

A book is good company. It is full of conversation without loquacity. It comes to your longing with full instruction, but pursues you never.

No matter what looms ahead, if you can eat today, enjoy today, mix good cheer with friends today enjoy it and bless God for it.

Every man should keep a fair-sized cemetery in which to bury the faults of his friends.

There iz only one good substitute for the endearments ov a sister, and that iz the endearments ov sum other pheller's sister.

Cheer up, Zip," Frankie said to me, as we sat down at our table in the lunchroom. "So, you're not a speller. Big deal." "I'm also not an adder or a subtracter or a reader or a writer," I said. "Let's face it, Frankie. I'm a school flop.

You've said nothing, of course, and I ask nothing," he was saying; "but you know that friendship's not what I want: that there's only one happiness in life for me, that word that you dislike so…yes, love!…

He remembered his mother's love for him, and his family's, and his friends', and the enemy's intention to kill him seemed impossible.

Between Countess Nordston and Levin there had been established those relations, not infrequent in society, in which two persons, while ostensibly remaining on friendly terms, are contemptuous of each other to such a degree that they cannot even treat each other seriously and cannot even insult each one another.

As often happens between people who have chosen different ways, each of them, while rationally justifying the other's activity, despised it in his heart. To each of them it seemed that the life he led was the only real life, and the one his friend led was a mere illusion.

Even in the best, most friendly and simplest relations of life, praise and commendation are essential, just as grease is necessary to wheels that they may run smoothly.

Book is a nice companion

They wept because they were friends, and because they were kindhearted, and because they—friends from childhood—had to think about such a base thing as money, and because their youth was over. . .