Quotes About Friendship

The ultimate touchstone of friendship is not improvement, neither of the other nor of the self, the ultimate touchstone is witness, the privilege of having been seen by someone and the equal privilege of being granted the sight of the essence of another, to have walked with them and to have believed in them, and sometimes just to have accompanied them for however brief a span, on a journey impossible to accomplish alone.

She sat one of the fluffy cats in my lap and stuffed the other down my shirt. She turned and left. 'There,' said the large man. 'The kittens will make your sad go away.

One more victim sucked in by John. You get into the room with him and you just fall into a warm pool of beer and video games and penis jokes, staring at the universe with him and saying, "Do you believe this shit?

Damn it! I knew she was a monster! John! Amy! Listen! Guard your buttholes.

We moved in silence for a moment and I said, "How did we screw this all up so badly, John?" He shook his head. "We always find a way.

I said to John, "You know that if you walked around the world, your hat would travel thirty-one feet farther than your shoes?" John said, "I dunno, Dave, but before we make a bomb I have to shave half the dog." I nodded. He got up, called to Molly and herded her into my bathroom. I wondered when the soy sauce would take effect.

John tipped a finger at him and said, "Yep. Thanks for calling us, Drake. You're the kind of man a man wants when a man wants a man.

Yep. Thanks for calling us, Drake. You're the kind of man a man wants when a man wants a man.

Good-bye, my dancer, my friend, my One and Only. I love you.

There's no debt. There never has been. We are friends.

God answered prayers first by teaching the need to ask, second by using friends as holy messengers.

All problems can be solved over ice cream!

Love is the spiritualisation of the sea on which a friendship set sail

If you don't make an enemy of envy, it will become your only friend

We are an arrogant species, full of terrible potential, but we also have a great capacity for love, friendship, generosity, kindness, faith, hope, and joy.

Never leave a friend behind. Friends are all we have to get us through this life--and they are the only things from this world that we could hope to see in the next.

Some people think only intellect counts: knowing how to solve problems, knowing how to get by, knowing how to identify an advantage and seize it. But the functions of intellect are insufficient without courage, love, friendship, compassion, and empathy.

Do as little harm to others as you can; make any sacrifice for your true friends; be responsible for yourself and ask nothing of others; and grab all the fun you can. Don't give much thought to yesterday, don't worry about tomorrow, live in the moment, and trust that your existence has meaning even when the world seems to be all blind chance and chaos. When life lands a hammer blow in your face, do your best to respond to the hammer as if it had been a cream pie.

If one's friends do not openly laugh at him, they are not in fact his friends.

If we were always conscious of the fact that people precious to us are frighteningly mortal, hanging not even by a thread, but by a wisp of gossamer, perhaps we would be kinder to them and more grateful for the love and friendship they give to us.

May the road rise to meet you, may the wind be always at your back, may the sun shine warm upon your face and the rains fall softly upon your fields. And until we meet again, may God hold you in the hollow of his hand." Afterward

Because there is no power on earth that could make me abandon our friendship. There is no deed you could confess so dark that it would make me forsake you. You said of us once that we were quicksilver and the rest of the world mud. We are alike, shaped by Nature in the same mold, and whatever that signifies, it means that to spurn each other would be to spit in the face of whatever deity has seen fit to bring us together. We are the same, and to leave you would be to leave myself.

Which is why I stayed long enough to buy every man a pint and winnow out at least a little kernel of wheaty truth from the chaff of gossip.

He was entirely happy alone. He had his books and his music and his specimens, and that was all he needed. He also carried on a wide correspondence. His friends were far flung across the globe, but none of them intimate.