Quotes About Friendship

I remember coming home from school with friends who were startled at the percussive sound of my parents' typewriters both going at once, pounding away in different rooms.

Ich versteh dich nicht.« Theodora schmiss ärgerlich ihren Stift hin. »Gehst du immer dahin, wo du nicht erwünscht bist?« Eleanor lächelte friedfertig. »Ich bin noch nirgendwo erwünscht gewesen«, sagte sie.

When Mrs. Ferrier stepped inside our front door at one minute before three that afternoon it was perfectly clear to me without hesitation that we were not going to become fast friends.

All I can say is good luck and I'm going to be in the front row, watching you crash and burn. Because I'm a good friend like that.

Having realized that her affection for Sinclair went far beyond friendship, there was only one thing for her to do. She took off her hat and banged her head against the nearest lamppost. Also realizing she was drawing attention from passerby, she put her hat back on and resumed walking.

Audrey was the kind of person who when she saw someone else suffering tried to take their pain on herself. She was a healer. She knew how to love. You didn't have to be in constant contact with her to feel you had a friend. We always picked up right where we left off.

Jimmy: When you die, I die Sora: Wow, that's some serious relationship!

i really like kingdom hearts its like the best book ever

I'm not alone. My friends are inside me . . our hearts are connected!

You can be friendly with someone without being friends. And you can be close friends without being friendly. Anyway, that's my opinion. I'm not asking you what you think.

Doctor, I wish you'd make in a month what I lose in a year. Then you'd say I was a friend of yours.

I'm her friend. What have I got against her? But on the other hand, she didn't do right by me.

My friend Mendl and I once ate three haht dawgz apiece and could have polished off a few more if we had the cash …but that's not what I wanted to tell you.

Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate.

Friendship is an art of keeping distance while love is an art of intimacy...

Barátom így szólt hozzám akkor az Andrássy-úton: Semmi emberi nem idegen tÅ'lem, mire én - pszichoanalitikus tapasztalatokra célozva - megjegyeztem: Messzebb is mehetnél ennél, és beismerhetnéd, hogy semmi állati nem idegen tÅ'led.

A friend of mine who is working on a memoir says, I hate the idea of writing as some kind of catharsis, because it seems like that can't possibly produce a good book. You cannot hope to console yourself for your grief by writing, warns Natalia Ginzburg. Turn then to Isak Dinesen, who believed that you could make any sorrow bearable by putting it into a story or telling a story about it.

It's because a person has a sense of humor that we feel we can trust them, says Milan Kundera.)

Idyllic is how Kundera describes human relationships with animals. Idyllic because animals were not expelled with us from Paradise. There they remain, untroubled by such complications as the separation of body and soul, and it's through our love and friendship with them that we are able to reconnect to Paradise, albeit by just a thread.

Now, even as you completed your conquest of Wife One, our friendship grew. It would outlast all my other friendships. It would bring me intense happiness. And I felt lucky; I had suffered, but unlike others I never got my heart broken. (Didn't you? a therapist once goaded me. Wife Two was not the only one who found something unhealthy about our relationship, not was the therapist the only one to wonder if it hadn't been a factor in my remaining single all these years.)

Your whole house smells of dog, says someone who comes to visit. I say I'll take care of it. Which I do by never inviting that person to visit again. • • •

never really become a part of life, not in the way most people do. They may have serious relationships, they may have friends, even a sizable circle, they may spend large portions of their time in the company of others. But they never marry and they never have children. On holidays, they join some family or other group. This goes on year after year, until they finally find it in themselves to admit that they'd really rather just stay home.

Paul told him everything about quilting, things he would never remember, but he savored each word as if they were lost verses of Scripture.

But, goodness me, poor Theresa! What a dreadful thing to happen in Smithy's Loam!' 'Or anywhere,' Mrs Pargeter observed mildly.