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Quotes About Friendship

Good old Watson!You are the one fixed point in a changing age.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
By Jove!" I cried, "if he really wants someone to share the rooms and the expense, I am the very man for him. I should prefer having a partner to being alone." Young Stamford looked rather strangely at me over his wine-glass. "You don't know Sherlock Holmes yet
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
The same singularly proud and reserved nature which turned away with disdain from popular notoriety was capable of being moved to its depths by spontaneous wonder and praise from a friend.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
It is with a heavy heart that I take up my pen to write these the last words in which I shall ever record the singular gifts by which my friend Mr. Sherlock Holmes was distinguished. In
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
Watson, who is occasionally good enough to help me in my cases. Whom have I the honour to address?" "You may address me as the Count Von Kramm, a Bohemian nobleman. I understand that this gentleman, your friend, is a man of honour and discretion, whom I may trust with
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
I am lost without my Boswell.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
and believe me to be, my dear fellow, Very sincerely yours, Sherlock Holmes
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
But our good humour was restored when we saw Lord John Roxton waiting for us upon the platform, his tall, thin figure clad in a yellow tweed shooting-suit. His keen face, with those unforgettable eyes, so fierce and yet so humorous, flushed with pleasure at the sight of us. His ruddy hair was shot with grey, and the furrows upon his brow had been cut a little deeper by Time's chisel, but in all else he was the Lord John who had been our good comrade in the past.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
Holmes smiled, and clapped Lestrade upon the shoulder. "Instead of being ruined, my good sir, you will find that
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
Dr. Watson, Mr. Sherlock Holmes,' said Stamford, introducing us.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
I owe you both my thanks and an apology. It was an unjustifiable experiment even for one's self, and doubly so for a friend. I am really very sorry.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
How are you, Watson?" said he, cordially. "I should never have known you under that moustache
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
if a man wants friends be must go among strangers. It's
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
I could not wish anything better than to be associated with my friend in one of those singular adventures which were the normal condition of his existence.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
Friendship is a precious thing, Sayuri. One mustn't throw it away.
~ Arthur Golden
Sentía que había traicionado a un hombre que había sido tan bueno conmigo, un hombre en el que había llegado a ver un amigo.
~ Arthur Golden
Het verschil tussen vriendschap en liefde is dat vriendschap afwezigheid verdraagt.
~ Arthur Japin
That's only a little thing . . . but . . . that's the kind of guys I had. They didn't die; they killed themselves for each other. I mean that exactly; a little more selfish and they'd've been here today. And I got an idea—watching them go down. Everything was being destroyed, see, but it seemed to me that one new thing was made. A kind of . . . responsibility. Man for man.
~ Arthur Miller
I could tell you things about Louis that wouldn't make you wave at him no more
~ Arthur Miller
BAYARD: My friend, without the Red Army standing up to them right now you could forget France for a thousand years! LEDUC: I agree. But that does not require an understanding of political and economic forces—it is simply faith in the Red Army.
~ Arthur Miller
Swallows and Amazons for-ever!
~ Arthur Ransome
Wild Cat Island
~ Arthur Ransome
Well we shan't be at school for ever, said Nancy. We'll be grown up, and then we'll live here all the year round.... ...I shall be going to sea someday, said John, and so will Roger. But we'll always come back here on leave. I shall bring my monkey, said Roger. And the parrot shall always come, said Titty.
~ Arthur Ransome
The deep pain that is felt at the death of every friendly soul arises from the feeling that there is in every individual something which is inexpressible, peculiar to him alone, and is, therefore, absolutely and irretrievably lost.
~ Arthur Schopenhauer