Quotes About Friendship

Now that we know who you are, I know who I am. I'm not a mistake! It all makes sense! In a comic, you know how you can tell who the arch-villain's going to be? He's the exact opposite of the hero. And most times they're friends, like you and me! I should've known way back when... You know why, David? Because of the kids. They called me Mr Glass.

Everything else pales next to the fact that he's going to outlive us all. It's probably safer for him not to have intimate friends. I don't care how old you get, Sehvi said. It's never safer to have no friends.

You can love friends enough to cross the worlds for them. Kuriel considered him a few moments longer, then dropped her gaze and petted his foreleg once. Maybe there is magic in the world.

He wondered if all camaraderie was actually dimly sensed psychic connection.

Amusing a woman too much is as good as courting her, and as much as I enjoyed her company I wasn't quite sure I was ready for more than that.

Ao cabo, era amigo, não direi ótimo, mas nem tudo é ótimo neste mundo.

E assim se foram escoando as horas da noite, que o relógio da sala de jantar batia seca e regularmente, como a lembrar aos dois amigos que as nossas paixões não aceleram nem moderam o passo do tempo.

Se, como penso, Capitu não disse a verdade, força é reconhecer que não podia dizê-la, e a mentira é dessas criadas que se dão pressa em responder às visitas que a senhora saiu, quando a senhora não quer falar a ninguém. Há nessa cumplicidade um gosto particular; o pecado em comum iguala por instantes a condição das pessoas, não contando o prazer que dá a cara das visitas enganadas, e as costas com que elas descem...

Arranjávamos um altar, Capitu e eu. Ela servia de sacristão, e alterávamos o ritual, no sentido de dividirmos a hóstia entre nós; a hóstia era sempre um doce. No tempo em que brincávamos assim, era muito comum ouvir à minha vizinha: Hoje há missa? Eu já sabia o que isto queria dizer, respondia afirmativamente, e ia pedir hóstia por outro nome.

Voltei-me; era um antigo companheiro, oficial de marinha, jovial, um pouco despejado de maneiras. Ele sorriu maliciosamente, e disse-me: - Seu maganão! Recordações do passado, hem? - Viva o passado!

A amizade é o melhor pretexto, até hoje inventado, para que um indivíduo pretenda tomar parte na felicidade de outro.

Eugênia desfiou uma historiazinha de toucador, que omito em suas particularidades por não interessar ao nosso caso, bastando saber que a razão capital da divergência entre as duas amigas fora uma opinião de Cecília acerca da escolha de um chapéu.

A leitora, que é minha amiga e abriu este livro com o fim de descansar da cavatina de ontem para a valsa de hoje, quer fechá-lo às pressas, ao ver que beiramos um abismo. Não faça isso, querida; eu mudo de rumo.

Garde tes amis près de toi, et tes ennemis encore plus près.

You see, though we travel together, we travel alone.

Friends--or lovers--are not always available to each other. Inner turmoils can cause us to be unhearing when someone needs us, to need to receive understanding when we should be giving understanding.

I used to feel guilty about spending morning hours working on a book; about fleeing to the brook in the afternoon. It took several summers of being totally frazzled by September to make me realize that this was a false guilt. I'm much more use to family and friends when I'm not physically and spiritually depleted than when I spend my energies as though they were unlimited. They are not. The time at the typewriter and the time at the brook refresh me and put me into a more workable perspective.

I've got a sweater. Ben pulled off his coat and held it out for her. Here. Thanks, Ben. It's lovely and warm. Then she said, Ben, I-- I can tell you how I feel about-- about everything. I think you're the best friend I've ever had. I-- I'd lie down and die for you if you wanted me to. Honey, Ben said. When I get you to lie down for me it won't be to die.

Friends do everything they can to protect each other. --Polly

Who makes you least confused? Calvin There was no hesitation here. When I'm with Calvin, I don't mind being me You mean he makes you more you, don't you? I guess you could put it that way.

Meg took a batch of forks from the drawer and turned them over and over, looking at them. "I'm all confused again." "Oh, so 'm I," Calvin said gaily. "But now at least I know we're going somewhere.

Oh, Meg, you are a moron, Calvin said. Don't you know you're the nicest thing that's happened to me in a long time?

That's quite something, to be loved by someone like Mrs Whatsit.

A love which depends solely on romance, on the combustion of two attracting chemistries, tends to fizzle out. The famous lovers usually end up dead. A long-term marriage has to move beyond chemistry to compatibility, to friendship, to companionship. It is certainly not that passion disappears, but that it is conjoined with other ways of love.