Quotes About Friendship

Aren't you, Catherine?" He smiled at her and she blushed with delight. Rufus liked Catherine so well, all of a sudden, that he smiled at her, and when she smiled back they were both happy and suddenly he was very much ashamed to have treated her so.

for the other sort of intimate acquaintance

Stick with the people who love you and don't spend a single second on the rest. Life will be better that way.

My friend,' he said, 'no one is more ired of religion than a priest.

They call me Keychain," Neala said. "That's interesting," Little Angel replied. "On account of my teeth's crooked and they say I could open a beer bottle with my mouth, like a can opener." Little Angel stood there for a moment. He felt inexplicable love for these two waifs.

Buenazo, imprevisible, aragonés de Huesca, estudiante de Medicina que nunca aprobó un examen, hijo del director de la Compañía de Aguas de Madrid, ni pintor, ni poeta, Pepín Bello no fue nada más que nuestro amigo inseparable

Tobacco and alcohol, delicious fathers of abiding friendships and fertile reveries.

El fresco verano llena Andaluzas soledades; no acercarán amistades la tierna imagen ajena. Visos y dejos de pena el agua me robaría; que la desdicha sonría hasta que el viento la lleve. Y en un molino de nieve levanto una nevería.

Aprender a estar sola, sin ser un náufrago, y lograr que las voces que acuden a esa soledad sean compañeras.

It was a wonderful experience to work with Sylvia. She pushed me to be more powerful with my acting, and she told me scores of the most incredible stories I've ever heard. She is amazing.

Auch Freundschaften mündeten in den Fluss der Zeit und verschwanden darin. Und im Rückblick erwiesen sie sich als Rinnsale und nicht als anschwellende Bäche, wie man gerne geglaubt hätte.

You're beautiful, but you're somewhere else. That's okay. I can handle that. But we won't continue as friends, not just now. I like you as a lover, not a friend.

The exciting isolation of leaning against the wind on the highway hitchhiking, waiting for someone to stop and offer me a lift, perhaps to a town three miles down the road, perhaps to new friendship, perhaps to death.

This morning someone sent me a very funny photo of me holding their puppy. We have matching colour jackets.

We grew up together but we won't grow old together.

I hoped for a miracle, but most of all, I hoped for someone to truly understand what I was going through. I can't make you live longer, I can't stop you from hurting but I can give you one wish as someone did for me. My wish helped me find purpose, faith, and courage. Friendship reaches beyond time and the true miracle is in giving, not recieving.

While the two of them might never be the closest of friends, they had developed a connection that was important for each of them. When they'd needed someone, they'd found one another.

This dull, difficult novel I have brought with me on my trip—I keep trying to read it. I have gone back to it so many times, each time dreading it and each time finding it no better than the last time, that by now it has become something of an old friend. My old friend the bad novel.

Color these fish. Cut them out. Punch a hole in the top of each fish. Put a ribbon through all the holes. Tie these fish together. Now read what is written on these fish: Jesus is a friend. Jesus gathers friends. I am a friend of Jesus.

A música tinha um enredo e desfiava esse enredo como uma pessoa amiga que entrava para uma visita, uma pessoa muito amiga mas muito estranha, que ora chorava, ora ria, repetindo de vez em quando o começo da historinha: "Sabe, Virgínia, eu vou contar, era uma vez...

A merry companion is as good as a wagon, For you shall be sure to ride though ye go a foot.

Time draweth wrinkles in a fair face, but addeth fresh colours to a fast friend, which neither heat, nor cold, nor misery, nor place, nor destiny, can alter or diminish.

I am not afraid to trust myself, my friends, or the heathen in the hands of him whose mercy endureth forever.

what is an imaginary friend? are there also imaginary enemies?