Quotes About Friendship

Making friends with the impersonal necessity of death is an ethical way of installing oneself in life as a transient, slightly wounded visitor.

Hey what's your name Candi. She's hesitant, like that beaten dog Jade mentioned. Candi Woodward. I'm Ayla Monroe. She laughs uneasily. I know. Out, Candi Cane, Jane orders.

Quando o Pereba chegou, eu enchi os copos e disse, que o próximo ano seja melhor. Feliz Ano Novo.

The python dropped his head lightly for a moment on Mowgli's shoulders. A brave heart and a courteous tongue, said he. They shall carry thee far through the jungle, manling. But now go hence quickly with thy friends. Go and sleep, for the moon sets and what follows it is not well that thou shouldst see.

One man in a thousand, Solomon says. Will stick more close than a brother. And it's worth while seeking him half your days If you find him before the other. ---The Thousandth Man

There is no gift like friendship. Remember this - when you become a young man. For your fate will turn on the first true friend you make.

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

His nickname through all the wards was ' Little Friend of all the World'; and very often, being lithe and inconspicuous, he executed commissions by night on the crowded housetops for sleek and shiny young men of fashion. It was intrigue, of course.

He has oppressed Beetle, M'Turk, and me, privatim et seriatim, one by one, as he could catch us. But now he has insulted Number Five up in the music-room, and in the presence of these - these ossifers of the Ninety-third, wot look like hairdressers. Binjimin, we must make him cry Capivi!' Stalky's reading did not include Browning or Ruskin.

Open the old cigar-box .....let me consider anew..... Old friends, and who is Maggie that I should abandon you? A million surplus Maggies are willing 'o bear the yoke; And a woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a Smoke. Light me another Cuba..... I hold to my first-sworn vows, If Maggie will have no rival, I'll have no Maggie for spouse!

Day after day, the whole day through— Wherever my road inclined— Four-Feet said, I am coming with you! And trotted along behind.

One man in a thousand will stick closer than a brother, but the thousandth man will stand by your side, to the gallows foot and after.

What am I? Mussalman, Hindu, Jain, or Buddhist? That is a hard nut.' 'Thou art beyond question an unbeliever, and therefore thou wilt be damned. So says my Law—or I think it does. But thou art also my Little Friend of all the World, and I love thee. So says my heart.

THIS IS THE STORY of the great war that Rikki-tikki-tavi fought single-handed, through the bathrooms of the big bungalow in Segowlee cantonment. Darzee, the Tailorbird, helped him, and Chuchundra, the musk-rat, who never comes out into the middle of the floor, but always creeps round by the wall, gave him advice, but Rikki-tikki did the real fighting.

That was our first step toward better acquaintance. He would call on me sometimes in the evenings instead of running about London with his fellow-clerks; and before long, speaking of himself as a

Sometimes Bagheera the Black Panther would come

There is no one to touch Jane when you're in a tight place.

Baloo and Bagheera, for, at the pace the monkeys were going, he knew his friends would be left far behind. It was useless to look down, for he could only see the top sides of the branches, so he stared upward and saw, far away in the blue, Rann, the Kite, balancing and wheeling

Waters of the Waingunga, Shere Khan gives me his coat for the love that he bears me. Pull, Gray Brother! Pull, Akela! Heavy is the hide of Shere Khan.

Sung in honor of Rikki-tikki-tavi)

All this, Man-cub, came of thy playing with the Bandar-log. True; it is true, said Mowgli sorrowfully. I am an evil man-cub, and my stomach is sad in me.

Me! Me that taught you how for to walk abroad like a man—whin you was a dhirty little, fish-backed little, whimperin' little recruity. As you are now, Stanley Orth'ris! Ortheris said nothing for a while, Then he unslung his belt, heavy with the badges of half a dozen regiments that his own had lain with, and handed it over to Mulvaney. I'm too little for to mill you, Mulvaney

There was never a Queen like Balkis From here to the wide world's end; But Balkis talked to a butterfly As you, would talk to a friend. There was never a king like Solomon, Not since the world began; But Solomon talked to a butterfly As a man would talk to a man. She was a queen of Sabea -- And he was Asia's Lord -- But they both of 'em talked to butterflies When they took their walks abroad

Friend of all the World,' said Mahbub, pushing over the pipe for the boy to clean, 'I have met many men, women, and boys, and not a few Sahibs. I have never in all my days met such an imp as thou art.' 'And why? When I always tell thee the truth.' 'Perhaps the very reason, for this is a world of danger to honest men.