Quotes About Companionship

Stars do not shine on their friends alone.

The most reliable friend you have is your shadow.

Ah, Officer Orcot…what am I going to do about you? I do enjoy your company. One of these days, I may not let you leave.

THE SAFEST PLACE YOU COULD BE IS BESIDE ME." KANAME

Why want another universe if this one has dogs?

For years now I had convinced myself that the sadness of the memories weighed more and lasted longer than the moments of happiness themselves. So I had, through some crude emotional mathematics, decided it was better not to seek out love or companionship or even friendship.

One cliche attached to bookish people is that they are lonely, but for me books were my way out of being lonely.

And also, of course, there is the ultimate, all-important question: does it have a dog in it? (This book, by the way, does indeed have a dog in it, and this fact would very much excite a human but unfortunately does nothing for you.)

She filled in the blanks that worry and darkness had left in its wake. She was my mind-double. My life-sitter. My literal other half when half of me had gone. She covered for me, waiting patiently like a war wife, during my absence from myself.

A true friend is rare a true friend is the best a true friend is needed like east needs west.

her mother touch my hand and say, 'If there is such a thing as good marriage, it is because it resembles friendship rather than love.

Edith Wharton was the wisest person ever on lineliness. She believed the cure for it wasn't always to have company, but to find a way to be happy with your owwn company.

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The point of love was to help you survive.

never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.

Like a dog himself. Why Want Another Universe If This One Has Dogs?

It was then I realized that the one thing worse than having a dog hate you is having a dog love you. Seriously, if there was a needier species in the universe, I have yet to meet it.

It is lonely, this world, without a friend.

After a while, with a dog on your lap, you realize there is a necessity to stroke it.

There was never a single moment, though, where I would have said—or felt—that I didn't love her. I loved her totally. Friendship-love and love-love.

She had known three types of silence in relationships. There was passive-aggressive silence, obviously, there was the we-no-longer-have-anything-to-say silence, and then there was the silence that Eduardo and she seemed to have cultivated. The silence of not needing to talk. Of just being together, of together-being. The way you could be happily silent with yourself.

Those that would be kept from bad courses must keep from bad company; it is dangerous living in a bad neighbourhood; others' sins will be our snares, if we look not well to ourselves.

The most devastating form of loneliness is not to be without friends; rather, it is to be surrounded by friends and never to be truly known.

I prefer the society of one faithful person to an association of rapid talkers, who more than anything else seek admiration from one another.