Quotes About Friendship

Life is too brief. I had a friend whom I intended to know better. Yesterday he died.

I draw flowers every day and send them to my friends so they get fresh blooms every morning.

Nothing endears so much a friend as sorrow for his death. The pleasure of his company has not so powerful an influence.

If my life be not my own, it were criminal for me to put it in danger, as well as to dispose of it; nor could one man deserve the appellation of hero, whom glory or friendship transports into the greatest dangers, and another merit the reproach of wretch or misereant who puts a period to his life, from the same or like motives.

We all went to Kelsey's wedding, and yeah, we go to parties. We also go to each other's house. A group of us got together over at Kelsey's and just read through some plays just for the fun of it. That may not be everyone's idea of a good time, but we had a good time.

For all their obvious differences, the pope and Mussolini were alike in many ways. Both could have no real friends, for friendship implied equality.

I truly and deeply wanted to kill him. And I believe I could have done it, with nothing but my hands. But all of a sudden, out of nowhere, Peter had an arm around me. "Let it go, Kade," he was whispering very gently, though his arm was nearly crushing me. "Open your fists," he said, "and let go of the coals.

The truth is I'm in a place without a bright side or a one best thing. I'm in a place where, honest to God, you feel you can kill your friends just by asking the names of stars.

A worry shared is a worry doubled, not halved.

Carmack was building the guitar that Romero would bring to life. But their friendship was not traditional. They didn't discuss their lives, their hopes, their dreams. Sometimes, late at night, hey would sit side by side, playing a hovercraft racing game called F-Zero. For the most part, though, their friendship was in their work, their unbridled pursuit of the game.

Maybe a few fabulous drawings were nothing as compared to being able to ask for a glass of milk, or exchange a few words with a friend, or a father. What did he know?

To be alive, Professor Sharif, means not being completely consistent. It means venturing out in many directions all at the same time, and I wonder if your friend didn't find himself in the throes of some sort of upheaval. Maybe he really did destroy his life's work. Maybe he revealed himself with all his inherent contradictions towards the end, and became a true human being in the best sense of the word.

That is no doubt the disadvantage of having intelligent friends. They see straight through you.

I quickly discovered three distinct traits about my tablemates: They hit each other a lot. They swore a lot. They belched a lot.

Although I considered not replacing the dishwasher and resigning myself to the drudgery of hand washing, my painter-pushing friend Randal slapped some sense into me. One day shortly thereafter, two hunky Frenchmen showed up at my apartment, muscles bulging and a fine mist of sweat glistening on their chiseled features. Which was great, but what was even more appreciated than their presence was the new dishwasher they'd hauled up the six flights of stairs.

The French word copain came about because your friends (copains, from compagnons) are the people with whom you break bread, or share pain.

i have a friend request from some stranger on facebook and i delete it without looking at the profile because that doesn't seem natural. 'cause friendship should not be as easy as that. it's like people believe all you need to do is like the same bands in order to be soulmates. or books. omg... U like the outsiders 2... it's like we're the same person! no we're not. it's like we have the same english teacher. there's a difference.

Things that matter are not easy. Feelings of happiness are easy. Happiness is not. Flirting is easy. Love is not. Saying you're friends is easy. Being friends is not.

And it relieves me to learn that you are not trying to make friends," the captain said, locking her hammerhead eyes on Ms. Price, "because no one likes you.

1st April, 1872.—Read Young's 'Search after Livingstone;' thankful for many kind words about me. He writes like a gentleman.

To my great joy I got four flannel shirt from Agnes, and I was delighted to find that two pairs of fine English boots had most considerately been sent by my friend Mr. Waller. Mr. Stanley and I measured the calico and found that 733-3/4 yards were wanting, also two frasilahs of samsam, and one case of brandy.

A kid might help another kid who fell into a river, and a kid might help another kid search for a lost baseball, but there isn't a kid I've met who will help another kid out of a humiliating situation. We just aren't built that way.

Chuck swore he would never leave him again so long as he lived. He lost his own sense of failure in making it up to London for the blow he had dealt him. London responded in a way far beyond anything Chuck could have expected. As a result, Chuck Eisenmann, with London, found a new career crowned by success beyond his highest hopes in the world of baseball.

Most commit the same mistake with God that they do with their friends: they do all the talking.