Quotes About Friendship

Cultivate solitude and quiet and a few sincere friends, rather than mob merriment, noise and thousands of nodding acquaintances.

John, you look like crap warmed over." He nodded, walking into the conference room for what had now become their daily meeting. Thanks, Tom. I needed that.

How rare and wonderful is that flash of a moment when we realize we have discovered a friend.

To me, fair friend, you never can be old For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still.

Forever, and forever, farewell, Cassius!If we do meet again, why, we shall smile;If not, why then, this parting was well made.

A friend should bear his friend's infirmities,But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.

Society is no comfortTo one not sociable.

O God! Horatio, what a wounded name,Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me.If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,Absent thee from felicity awhile,And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain,To tell my story.

Good friend, for Jesus' sake forbearTo dig the dust enclosed here;Blest be the man that spares these stones,And curst be he that moves my bones.

Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio.

How hard it is for women to keep counsel!

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,All losses are restor'd and sorrows end.

A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper.

Yes, to smell pork; to eat of the habitation which your prophet the Nazarite conjured the devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you. What news on the Rialto?

Beauty, wit,High birth, vigor of bone, desert in service,Love, friendship, charity, are subjects allTo envious and calumniating time.One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:I am no orator, as Brutus is;But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man.

Hamlet: His beard was grizzled, no?Horatio: It was, as I have seen it in his life,A sable silver'd.

I wish you joy of the worm.

I have peppered two of them…. I tell thee what, Hal, if I tell thee a lie, spit in my face, call me horse.

My friends were poor, but honest.

Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar;Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel.

You care not who sees your back: call you that backing of your friends? A plague upon such backing!

We came into the world like brother and brother; And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.

Company, villanous company, hath been the spoil of me.