Quotes About Friendship

He remembers what I forget and I remember what he forgets. It's too late for either of us to make another old friend.

Ah yet, ere I descend to the graveMay I a small house and large garden have;And a few friends, and many books, both true,Both wise, and both delightful too!

Ye fields of Cambridge, our dear Cambridge, say,Have ye not seen us walking every day?Was there a tree about which did not knowThe love betwixt us two?

When the principles that run against your deepest convictions begin to win the day, then the battle is your calling, and peace has become sin. You must at the price of dearest peace lay your convictions bare before friend and enemy with all the fire of your faith.

He is your friend who pushes you nearer to God.

When someone asked Abraham Lincoln, after he was elected president, what he was going to do about his enemies, he replied, "I am going to destroy them. I am going to make them my friends

The best way to destroy an enemy is to make him a friend.

It's not me who can't keep a secret. It's the people I tell that can't.

The things I want to know are in books my best friend is the man who'll get me a book I ain't read.

We are not enemies but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic cords of memory shall swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of nature.

Do I not destroy my enemies when I make them my friends?

My Best Friend is a person who will give me a book I have not read.

I'm a success today because I had a friend who believed in me and I didn't have the heart to let him down.

We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.

her unhandsome, but beautiful friend of so many years...

You monkey, you, I wanted to say, and I reached hungrily for his hand, our fingers interlocking. You should laugh more, it suits you: see how the furrows around your brow vanish and your ears ease back?

Now and then Ghosh would grin and wink at me across the room. He was teaching me how to die, just as he'd taught me how to live.

Owen and Jennifer Tuttleberry are Anglo-Indian friends of Honorine's, and now of Digby's—Jennifer works as a switchboard operator, while her husband is a locomotive driver. Owen spends his days standing on the footplate of Bessie, his great hissing "dame," her plethora of dials and levers before him, a little boy whose dream has come true.

Well, Koshy Saar may not believe in God, but it's a good thing that God believes in that old man. Why else did he send him into your life?

there was never anything healing one could say. One could only be. The best friends in such times were those who had no agenda other than to be present, to offer themselves

When the plane went down in San Francisco, I thought of my friend M. He's obsessed with plane crashes. He memorizes the wrecked metal details, the clear cool skies cut by black scars of smoke. Once, while driving, he told me about all the crashes: The one in blue Kentucky, in yellow Iowa. How people go on, and how people don't. It was almost a year before I learned that his brother was a pilot. I can't help it, I love the way men love.

crossed-legged with my friend named Echo who taught me how to amplify the strange sound the frogs made by cupping my ears. I need to hold this close within me, when today's news is full of dead children, their faces opening their mouths for air that will not come. Once I was a child too and my friend and I sat for maybe an hour, eyes adjusting to the night sky, cupping and uncapping our ears to hear the song the tenderest animals made.

It means, if you're alone, when love is all around, We all tip our lonely hats in one un-lonely sound.

HOW MOST OF THE DREAMS GO First, it's a fawn dog, and then it's a baby. I'm helping him to swim in a thermal pool, the water is black as coffee, the cement edges are steep so to sink would be easy and final. I ask the dog (that is also the child), Is it okay that I want you to be my best friend? And the child nods. (And the dog nods.) Sometimes, he drowns. Sometimes, we drown together.