Quotes About Friendship

Anne had brought her slate down on Gilbert's head and cracked it—slate not head—clear across.

Cousin Jimmy thinks I did perfectly right. Cousin Jimmy would think I had done perfectly right if I had murdered Andrew and buried him in the Land of Uprightness. It's very nice to have one friend like that, though too many wouldn't be good for you.

We'll just sit here, said Barney, and if we think of anything worth while saying we'll say it. Otherwise, not. Don't imagine you're bound to talk to me. John Foster says, quoted Valancy, 'If you can sit in silence with a person for half an hour and yet be entirely comfortable, you and that person can be friends. If you cannot, friends you'll never be and you need not waste time in trying.' Evidently John Foster says a sensible thing once in a while, conceded Barney.

every girl, whose ideals are high and pure, wields over her friends; an influence which would endure as long as she was faithful to those ideals and which she would as certainly lose if she were ever false to them.

We are going to be the best of friends, said Gilbert, jubilantly. We were born to be good friends, Anne. You've thwarted destiny enough. I know we can help each other in many ways.

Miss Cornelia dropped in that afternoon, puffing a little. I don't mind the world or the devil much, but the flesh does rather bother me, she admitted. You always look as cool as a cucumber, Anne, dearie. Do I smell cherry pie? If I do, ask me to stay to tea...

John Foster says, quoted Valancy, 'If you can sit in silence with a person for half an hour and yet be entirely comfortable, you and that person can be friends. If you cannot, friends you'll never be and you need not waste time in trying.

Valancy held Cissy close. She was suddenly happy. Here was someone who needed her – someone she could help. She was no longer a superfluity. Old things had passed away; everything had become new.

While the others chatted over their parcels Jean wrote her letter, and Jean could write delightful letters. She had a decided talent in that respect, and her correspondents all declared her letters to be things of beauty and joy forever.

Outside in the garden, which was full of mellow sunset light streaming through the dark old firs to the west of it, stood Anne and Diana, gazing bashfully at each other over a clump of gorgeous tiger lilies.

How quiet the woods are today... not a murmur except that soft wind putting in the treetops! It sounds like surf on a faraway shore. How dear the woods are! You beautiful trees! I love every one of you as a friend!

He watched over word and thought and deed as jealously as if her clear eyes were to pass judgement on it... She held over him the unconscious influence that every girl, whose ideals are high and pure, wields over her friends; an influence that would endure as long as she was faithful to those ideals and which she would certainly lose if she were ever false to them.

Jos voitte istua toisen ihmisen seurassa vaiti puoli tuntia ja tuntea olonne mukavaksi, teistä ja tuosta ihmisestä voi tulla ystävät. Jos ette voi, teistä ei tule koskaan ystäviä, eikä teidän kannata tuhlata aikaa yrittämiseen.

For, disguise the fact as we will, when friends, even the closest—perhaps the more because of that very closeness—meet again after a separation there is always a chill, lesser or greater, of change. Neither finds the other quite the same. This is natural and inevitable. Human nature is ever growing or retrogressing—never stationary.

But you like to cry over stories? Oh, yes, in the middle of them. But I like everything to come right at last. I must have one pathetic scene in it, said Anne thoughtfully. I might let ROBERT RAY be injured in an accident and have a death scene. No, you mustn't kill BOBBY off, declared Diana, laughing. He belongs to me and I want him to live and flourish. Kill somebody else if you have to. For

Pat wanted to comfort him for something she did not understand. She slipped her little hand into his...he had a warm pleasant hand. They walked home together so.

I have got acquainted with Lofty John. Ilse is a great friend of his and often goes there to watch him working in his carpenter shop. He says he has made enough ladders to get to heaven without the priest but that is just his joke.

Oh, no, you did not, Mrs. Dr. dear, said loyal Susan, determined to protect Anne from herself.

Cuando el crepúsculo deje caer su cortina y prenda allí una estrella, recuerda que tienes cerca una amiga, aunque la distancia te separe de ella.

Boys were to her, when she thought about them at all, merely possible good comrades.

I fear the name of friendship is often degraded to a kind of intimacy that has nothing of real friendship in it.

And did she talk to him after that as usual? asked Sara Ray. Oh, yes, she was just the same as she used to be, said the Story Girl wearily. But that doesn't belong to the story. It stops when she spoke at last. You're never satisfied to leave a story where it should stop, Sara Ray.

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Miss Barry was a kindred spirit, after all,' Anne confided to Marilla. 'You wouldn't think so to look at her, but she is. You don't find it right out at first, as in Matthew's case, but after a while you come to see it. Kindred spirits are not so scarce as I used to think. It's splendid to find out there are so many of them in the world.