Quotes About Friendship

Una de las principales funciones de un amigo es el sufrir (en forma más suave y simbólica) los castigos que queremos, y no podemos infligir a nuestros enemigos.

Una de las principales funciones de nuestros amigos estriba en sufrir (aunque de una forma simbólica) los castigos que nos gustaría infligir, y no podemos, a nuestros enemigos.

Jedna od glavnih funkcija prijatelja je da izdrži (u blažem i simboli?nom obliku) kazne koje bismo želeli, ali ne možemo da izvršimo nad našim neprijateljima.

the worthlessness of friends who could be turned upon so slight a provocation into persecuting enemies.

Your friends will notice at once that glib vacuities fail to impress, and hate you, and tell lies about you. It's worth it.

I thought I would stand myself a little dinner. I hadn't quite enough sense to know that what I really wanted was human companions. There aren't such things. Every man is eternally alone. But when you get mixed up with a fairly decent crowd, you forget that appalling fact for long enough to give your brain time to recover from the acute symptoms of its disease - that of thinking.

I hadn't quite enough sense to know that what I really wanted was human companions. There aren't such things. Every man is eternally alone. But when you get mixed up with a fairly decent crowd, you forget that appalling fact for long enough to give your brain time to recover from the acute symptoms of its disease -that of thinking.

es inútil seguir luchando más tiempo; da igual que me salte la tapa de los sesos, todo está terminado. - Es la última tontería que hay que hacer - dijo Athos -, dado que es la única que no tiene remedio.

And yet from thought of death, my friends, I shrink; I want to live - to suffer and to think, To taste of care and grief and tribulation, Of rapture and of sweet exhilaration; Be drunk with harmony; touch fancy's strings And freely weep o'er its imaginings... And love's last flash, its smile of farewell tender My sad decline may yet less mournful render.

Non pensarmi mai, se non ridendo.

Lui diceva: "Non sei fregato veramente finché hai da parte una buona storia, e qualcuno a cui raccontarla".

Cómo hemos podido no saber, durante tanto tiempo, nada de lo que era y, a pesar de todo, sentarnos a la mesa de todas las cosas y personas que íbamos encontrando a lo largo del camino? Corazones pequeños -los alimentamos con grandes ilusiones y al final del proceso caminamos igual que discípulos hacia Emaús, ciegos, al lado de amigos y amores que no reconocemos -fiándonos de un Dios que ya no sabe nada sobre sí mismo-

People make such a big deal about looks, but after a while, when you know someone, you don´t even notice anymore...

You can't be nobody's frien' an' slave both. How come, Pappy? 'Cause friend's don't own one 'nother.

Na Zdrov'nya

the friends we've lost are not resting in earth, but they are buried in our heart, because God wants for them to be close to us forever.

D'Artagnan fought three times with Rochefort, and wounded him three times. 'I shall probably kill you the fourth, said he to him, holding out his hand to assist him to rise. 'It is much better both for you and for me to stop where we are,' answered the wounded man. 'Corbleu! I am more your friend than you think - for after our very first encounter, I could by saying a word to the cardinal have had your throat cut!' They this time embraced heartily, and without retaining any malice.

We might more of us say these words to others, and more frequently--how healing that would prove to be. Look, we've had our differences, but how about some chocolate? Or: I'm so sorry: how about some chocolate? Or simply, Great to see you! How about some chocolate?

pleasure at hearing what all of us wanted to hear at least occasionally: that there was somebody who liked us, whatever our faults, and liked us sufficiently to say so. - Precious Ramotswe

She had to tell somebody, and Matthew would do. He would not be particularly interested, she knew, but she would tell him anyway. She had to share her joy, as Lou knew that joy unshared was a halved emotion, just as sadness and loss, when borne alone, were often doubled.

She felt that she had revealed something to Cat, and with revealing something about oneself there always comes a sense of lightening of the load that we all carry; the load of being ourselves.

They talked about the sorts of things they liked to talk about when there were no important decisions to be made and when the conversation could wander comfortably along uncluttered shores.

Will you be my friend?" Bertie asked. And then added: "Just for Paris. You don't have to be my friend forever – just for Paris.

Charming people, when not actively shooting one another, a friend had once said, which was so unkind, but, like so many unkind comments, had a grain of truth in it. They did shoot one another and had been doing so for centuries. They did bicker over and brood on long-dead history--or history that should be long dead. The problem with history was that it refused to lie down and die.