Quotes About Friendship

Soames was a beautiful and striking woman, tall and lithe and, from the photographs Ive seen of her, feline. Saul's photographs of her over the years catch her in all her complex dimensions: playful, erotic, contemplative, ironic, and eccentric by turns. She was by all accounts charismatic, and was profoundly curious and interested in people. Friends, both men and women, often confided their deepest secrets to her.

around the world. He'd invited Linda and Bob, as well as another couple, to come along.

Jesus Christ is our best friend not because he never hurts our feelings or because he never rebukes us, but because he always speaks the truth, the truth that leads to genuine worship and everlasting life.

the Bible says, "Anyone who chooses to be a friend of the world becomes an enemy of God" (James 4:4).

Theological knowledge, or intellectual knowledge about God, is one of the most despised spiritual gifts. It is often regarded as unholy and unspiritual. However, Jesus says that to be God's friend means to have knowledge about him, about his being, his principles, and his plans and works.

Close friends are truly life's treasures. Sometimes they know us better than we know ourselves. With gentle honesty, they are there to guide and support us, to share our laughter and our tears. Their presence reminds us that we are never really alone.

We feel lonely now and then and long for friends and think we should be quite different and happier if we found a friend of whom we might say: "He is the one." But you, too, will begin to learn that there is much self-deception behind this longing; if we yielded too much to it, it would lead us from the road.

I'm always inclined to believe that the best way of knowing [the divine] is to love a great deal. Love that friend, that person, that thing, whatever you like, you'll be on the right path to knowing more thoroughly, afterwards; that's what I say to myself. But you must love with a high, serious intimate sympathy, with a will, with intelligence, and you must always seek to know more thoroughly, better, and more.

She and I are two unhappy ones who keep together and carry our burdens together, and in this way unhappiness is changed to joy, and the unbearable becomes bearable.

Where friendship blooms, life is reborn.

Do you know what frees one from this captivity? It is every deep serious affection. Being friends, being brothers, love, these open the prison by supreme power, by some magic force. Where sympathy is renewed, life is restored.

Güç iÅŸe giriÅŸmek iyi geliyor bana. Ama gene de - aç?kça söyleyeyim mi? - korkunç bir din ihtiyac? duyuyorum - onun için de geceleri sokaÄŸa ç?k?p y?ld?zlar? boyamaya gidiyorum, hep de böyle bir resim tasarl?yorum kafamda bir grup canl? arkadaÅŸ figürüyle…

It's true I'm sitting here lonely, but whilst I am sitting here in silence, my work perhaps speaks to my friend, and whoever sees it will not suspect me of being heartless.

Mai lasciare estinguere il fuoco della propria anima, ma alimentarlo. E chi continua a custodire la povertà e ad amarla, possiede un grande tesoro e sentirà sempre chiara la voce della propria coscienza; chi ascolta e segue questa voce interiore, che è il maggiore dono di Dio, finirà per trovarvi un amico e non si sentirà mai solo.

I shall have to produce an enormous number of things against next year - when the World's Fair will be held - seeing that my friends will not fail to have many interesting things on hand by then. Not that I myself or any of the painters I hold regular or special intercourse with are going to exhibit along with the others, but it is to be expected that there will be a free exhibition besides the official one. Now, for

There was a time when I loved Vincent a lot and he was my best friend but that is over now. It seems to be even worse from his side, for he never loses an opportunity to show me that he despises me and that I revolt him. That makes the situation at home almost unbearable.

Moreover, the material problems of the painter's life make it desirable that painters should collaborate and unite (much as they did in the days of the Guilds of St. Luke). If only they would ensure their material well-being, and love one another like friends instead of making one another's life hell, painters would be happier, and in any case less ridiculous, less foolish and less culpable.

I must tell you that even while working I think continually about the plan of setting up a studio in which you and I will be permanent residents, but which both of us want to turn into a shelter and refuge for friends, against the times when they find that the struggle is getting too much for them.

You have been lucky to meet Guy de Maupassant. I have just read his first book, Des Vers, poems dedicated to his master Flaubert; there is one, "Au bord de l'eau," which is already himself. What Van der Meer of Delft is to Rembrandt among the painters, he is to Zola among the French novelists.

Still, I went with Vincent a few times to listen to a Wagner concert before he left, and we both liked it very much. It still seems strange that he has gone, he has lately meant so much to me.

Did I tell you that I had sent the drawings to friend Russell? At the moment I am doing practically the same ones again for you, there will be twelve likewise. You will then see better what there is in the painted studies in the way of drawing. I have already told you that I always have to fight against the mistral, which makes it absolutely impossible to be master of your stroke. That accounts for the "haggard" look of the studies.

And do come as soon as you possibly can! P.S. to Gauguin. If you are not ill, do please come at once. If you are too ill, a wire and a letter, please. P.S. to Theo. Perhaps you will think the P.S. to Gauguin too curt, but let him say whether or not he is ill, and anyhow he will recover better here. Have you received my canvases???

But I cannot help thinking that the best way of knowing God is to love many things. Love this friend, this person, this thing, whatever you like, and you will be on the right road to understanding Him better, that is what I keep telling myself. But you must love with a sublime, genuine, profound sympathy, with devotion, with intelligence, and you must try all the time to understand Him more, better and yet more. That will lead to God, that will lead to an unshakeable faith.

To my letter of the day before yesterday I want to add that yesterday I had a letter from Rappard, and that our quarrel is completely made up, that he has sent me a sketch of a large picture of a brickyard which he is painting.