Quotes About Companionship

she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A mother.

So much had happened since those childhood days, so much that needed to be said. But that first night the enormity of it all stole the words from her. That night, it was blessing enough to be beside him. It was blessing enough to know that he was here, to feel the warmth of him next to her, to lie with him, their heads touching, his right hand laced in her left.

And yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A mother. A person of consequence at last.

I'll put it on my table where I keep my drawings, Hassan said. His saying that made me kind of sad. Sad for who Hassan was, where he lived. For how he'd accepted the fact that he'd grow old in that mud shack in the yard, the way his father had.

At the time, I must have been in my late twenties, a young man at the prime of his desires for a woman's company. Unlike many of the men I grew up with in my village- young men who had never seen the bare thigh of a grown woman and married, in part, for the license to at least cast their gaze upon such a sight- I did have some experience.

Boys. . .didn't make a show of friendship. They felt no urge, no need. . .boys. . .treated friendship the way they treated the sun: it's existence undisputed, it's radiance best enjoyed, not beheld directly

That night, it was blessing enough to be beside him. It was blessing enough to know that he was here, to feel the warmth of him next to her, to lie with him, their heads touching, his right hand laced in her left.

Sekarang hanya ada kau dan aku. Hanya kau dan aku.

The cookie maker needs someone to look out for him.

She was getting bitchy.That was a good sign. What am I supposed to do till you get back? I said, patting the smouldering leather. Hide in my closet? Id rather be with you.

Ivy and I will deal with the uncomfortable situation like we always have…by ignoring it. It was something we were both good at.

Not alone, echoed in my mind. Go. I'll bring you back. (Ford to Rachel)

No dejaré que me capture-le respondí-. Lucharé hasta que no pueda más. Si muero, te quedarás así para siempre. Su sonrisa se ensanchó. -No morirás-respondió con una mueca. -¿Por qué? ¿Porque tú estás conmigo? -Vaya, por fin lo has aprendido.

To the guy who finishes my sentences and gets my jokes. Even the lame ones.

Pulse fast, I headed for the hall, a gallon of salsa on my hip, a tomato in my hand, and a pixy on my shoulder. Yeah, we bad.

That was how humans knew each other. Tiny fractions of their lives intersected or were known in any way to anybody else. It was much like living alone in the universe. Which was strange. A justification for living with friends, for marrying, for sharing rooms and lives as much as possible. Not that this made people truly intimate; but it reduced the sensation of solitude.

He did not want to be struck by her again. Or worse, denied her company.

Serena was forty, had never been married, and was lonelier

Any man in the company of two woman is outnumbered four to one however amiable they may be. By definition. 'So when its just you and me I outnumber you two to one, is that right?' Affirmative.

And so they fought. And so they laughed. Friends. And before they knew it, They were inseparable.

Jeg gik Dag efter Dag i Aaserne med Æsop ved min Side og jeg ønsket intet heller end at faa vedbli at gaa der Dag efter Dag, skjønt det endnu laa Sne og bløt Sørpe over den halve Mark.

I still don't see why we couldn't sleep in that cave," Mari said as MacRieve led her out into the night. "Because my cave's better than their cave.

Where your mate goes, you follow. . . .

Why do you keep coming back just to sit beside my bed?" Seeming surprised by the question, he'd answered in a gravelly voice, This is . . . satisfying. To me. I find it deeply so.