Quotes About Friendship

Descubrí que los amigos nunca se apenan del todo en tu desgracia, porque les ofrece la más hermosa oportunidad para demostrate cuánto les importas, cuánto se preocupan por ti, cuán geneerosa es su disposición.

Yo atravesé el duelo gracias a ellos y descubrí que los amigos nunca se apenan del todo en tu desgracia, porque les ofrece la más hermosa oportunidad para demostrarte cuánto les importas, cuánto se preocupan por ti, cuán generosa es su disposición.

De ahí que la amistad aparezca representada por pactos de sangre, lealtades eternas e incluso mitificada como una variante del amor más profunda que el vulgar afecto de las parejas. No debe de ser tan sólido el vínculo cuando la lista de amigos perdidos es siempre mayor que la de amigos conservados.

La vida es eso. Sembrar relaciones de mutua utilidad. Una buena agenda es el mejor amigo del hombre.

Well, thank the gods,' he sighed. 'Oh? And what would it be you're thanking them for?' Bahzell inquired, and Brandark grinned. 'For making roads and letting us find one. Not that I'm complaining, you understand, but this business of following you cross-country without the faintest idea where I am can worry a man.

he was always circumspect . . . and always careful to avoid any relationship which could ever become more than friendship. But

Alex had cooked, and coaxed, and helped Mark form borders around the shapeless days. Alex had given meaning to the word servant.

Bad weather friends were as undependable as fair weather friends in a crisis, the relationship in both cases being dictated by conditions of fortune instead of mutual tastes.

Love, dear friends, begins with curiosity.

Friendship in youth represents sympathy without understanding; in age, understanding without sympathy.

This is what e-mail is: either a cowardly way for people to ask favors of you that they would never ask in person, or a way for people to pretend they are having a friendship with you when they really are not.

If dogs talked, one of them would be president by now. Everybody likes dogs.

Evil itself may be relentless. I will grant you that, but love is relentless too. Friendship is a relentless force. Family is a relentless force. Faith is relentless force. The human spirit is relentless, and the human heart outlasts - and can defeat - even the most relentless force of all, which is time.

That was one of the most fundamental and sacred duties good friends and families performed for one another! They tended the flame of memory, so no one's death meant an immediate vanishment from the world; in some sense the deceased would live on after their passing, at least as long as those who loved them lived. Such memories were an essential weapon against the chaos of life and death, a way to ensure some continuity from generation to generation, an order of endorsement and meaning.

Y'all take care of yourself now... strange and interesting friends are hard to find.

You be careful, Wizard. Interestingly eccentric friends aren't easy to find.

In a book, even the real bastards can't hurt you. And you can never loose a friend you make in a book. When you get to a sad part, no one's there to see you cry. Or wonder why you don't cry when you should.

if one's friends do not openly laugh at him, they are not in fact his friends. How else would one learn to avoid saying those things that would elicit laughter from strangers? The mockery of friends is affectionate, and inoculates against foolishness.

Loyal companions are an unequaled grace, stanching fear before it bleeds you numb, a reliable antidote for creeping despair.

That is the best of all things we can do for one another: Make the dark small.

Man, I like you. I wish you could like me.

Sympathy is a nobler feeling than pity. But if sympathy is the principal reason that one person is drawn to another, there will always be an unbridgeable chasm between friendship and genuine love.

friends are like books you use them when you need them but u will always remember them

Eguchi, now sixty-seven, had lost many friends and relations, but the memory of the girl was still young. Reduced now to three details, the baby's white cap and the cleanness of the secret place and the blood on the breast, it was still clear and fresh.