Quotes About Friendship

What better mirror is there than the face of an old friend? Only those we love have the power to show us our true selves.

What is particularly striking about his reconstruction and criticisms of the traditional account of friendship is that he finds it deficient not only by the light of his own Christian viewpoint; he also finds friendship deficient when judged from the perspective of its own self-proclaimed ethical foundations. Thus, Kierkegaard concludes that the reciprocity involved in friendship actually betrays its essential selfishness.

A friend of his entered the restaurant, looking too, for whatever reason, a little frail. The was an exchange of token 'how are you's and 'oh, all right's. Then Alan said, with a rush of cheeriness, 'Hard work, isn't it - being all right?

You smell bad," Riser observed. "I want to piss my pants," I said. "Me, too," Riser said. "Let's not and say we did.

An excuse is a polite rejection. Men are not afraid of 'ruining the friendship.

People come together and move apart. It's the age-old ebb and flow of relationships. Some are shorter journeys, and others were meant for a lifetime. That goes for friendships as well. We

There's nothing harder than fighting alone, with no one to keep you company in your foxhole.

It was so easy to forget the man was dying. Danny wondered if Shields forgot it himself sometimes. For the first second or two after he woke up in the morn ings, maybe. Danny had a paraplegic friend who'd ex perienced that. He said there was nothing worse than the crushing weight of remembering that he was para lyzed and couldn't get out of bed.

Donna Tartt's The Secret History. Annie

A poll by researcher George Barna revealed that about 25 percent of the adults in the United States would go to church if a friend would just invite them. Barna

That was, he thought, what he wanted most of all. Not to be alone.

I feel sorry for you, then. Trust is as precious as it is rare, but you only get it by giving it." Ematt was sounding an awful lot like the old man had. "Trust isn't given, it's earned," Solo said. "Like friendship." "You must be very lonely," Ematt said. Solo didn't respond.

This is a fairy tale of blood and bullets. The story of two women and three men who cannot die. Mostly. Their names are Andy, Nicky, Joe, Booker, and Nile. Nile joins them. Booker left them. This is what happens next...

Amicus est tanquam alter idem, a friend is just like a second self

mean, not for the same reason," Birdy

We became friends over detective fiction. She's a true friend.

You speak French and Italian?" Moe lounged back, crossing long legs. "Having been acquainted for years with that beautiful creature known as Latin, I try to savor its ornate, loquacious offspring. Yet the French accent eludes me." Karl smiled. Somehow this big guy with an easy, sliding smile and precise diction made you like him. Presence, that's it. "My wife can help you with that. Have dinner with us." Moe Berg

He loves it all anyway, as his first life as a teenager never allowed. Everything is different this time. On Sundays his mother's lengthy grace doesn't grate on him. This time he savors each one At high school he recalls who wrote poetry in Klingon, who sold dope, who was really gay and thought nobody knew. Friends, long forgotten by his late forties. As they pass by him again, he has a sad appreciation of how fleeting it all is.

Margo shushing Alice, who had to sigh theatrically every time Cary Grant did a Cary Grant thing.

I still love you. And sometimes, my friend, the love that I have, and can't give to you, crushes the breath from my chest. Sometimes, even now, my heart is drowning in a sorrow that has no stars without you, and no laughter, and no sleep.

Friendship is something that gets harder to understand, every damn year of my life.Friendship is like a kind of algebra test that nobody passes. In my worst moods, I think the best you can say is that a friend is anyone you don't despise.

A man must love his bear.

People always hurt us with their trust, Karla said to me once. The surest way to hurt someone you like, is to put all your trust in him.

He was the little mouse that I'd trained and fed with crumbs in my prison cell; the mouse that was crucified.