Best 6 395 of Friendship quotes - MyQuotes
Sometimes, our pride compels us to engage in costly wars when a true commitment to a compromising peace would have been the best course to pursue.
Could thou not make those that have been made, and be now, and that are for to come, at once; that thou might shew thy judgement the sooner?
You can never see me during my loneliest hours because I’m only lonely when you’re not around.
Why my husband, Savannah?" Clarissa whispered. It was still a shock after all these years, a betrayal with an endless sting.
Friendship is the union of spirits.
Success lasts a lifetime but stops at the end of your life. Significance lasts many lifetimes and continues long after you’re gone.
He hasn't an enemy in the world - but all his friends hate him.
It is well, when judging a friend, to remember that he is judging you with the same godlike and superior impartiality.
If friends disappoint you over and over, that's in large part your own fault. Once someone has shown a tendency to be self-centered, you need to recognize that and take care of yourself; people aren't going to change simply because you want them to.
As I look back over the other best friendships I've had that also ended, I wonder if, in addition to simply having a finite amount of time for such intimacy, we also have certain periods in our lives in which we seek out people who seem to embody the things we lack. Then, when we gain those things for ourselves, we no longer need that friend in the same way, which causes a serious dissonance in the relationship. Perhaps this is why these particular friendships burn so bright and then disappear so completely.
Your best day can always become a great day. Your attitude solely depends on this.
Gray,” he whispered in his ear. Grayson moaned softly in return. “I'm here for you. I exist only for you. Tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it.
…a writer, like most artists, needs a partner who can act as the fuel to his artistic mind and soul, yet has the great ability to sober him up and help him be in sync with the non-artistic part of his soul.
The #1 friendship challenge women have is finding time to spend with each other.
Without friends no one would choose to live, though he had all other goods.
...nothing cements a friendship like hating the same person.
A true friend is someone who never gets tired listening to your pointless drama over and over again.
There! Now we're friends!" declared the minx. "Say you're sorry about my sister -" "I am desolated!" "That's a good boy!
As he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.
Neale Donald Walsch
The purpose of a relationship is to decide what part of yourself you'd like to see "show up", not what part of another you can capture and hold. There can be only one purpose for relationships - and for all of life: to be and to decide Who You Really Are. [...] The test of your relationships has had to do with how well the other lived up to your ideas, and how well you saw yourselves living up to his or hers. Yet the only true test has to do with how well you live up to yours. Relationships are sacred because they provide life's grandest opportunity - indeed, its only opportunity - to create and produce the experience of your highest conceptualization of Self.
We need friends who can be with us in our loneliness, not people who will cheer us up so that we don't feel it. We need friends who get furious with us when we are not being real or true to ourselves, not who get angry when we don't do what they want us to do. We need friends who are not afraid of our pain or our joy. We need friends who are not invested in the way we look, what we do or what we feel, who are willing to see us without reference to themselves. We need to become those friends ourselves. The questions are always these: does this friendship lead you toward a fuller life or does it confine you? Does it bring you closer to your heart or take you further away? Does it open you or does it close you? Does it allow you to trust yourself further or does it make you frightened of yourself? Does it enlarge your life or does it make your life smaller?
Togetherness is finite. There is nothing like forever. Time ends. At different times for different people. So we should always be thankful for the time that we spent together.
I'll come around to see you once in a while, or if I ever need a reason to smile, and spend the night if you think I should.
I just came from Bunker Hill,’ I told Sam. ‘Hel offered me a reunion with my mother.’ I managed to tell her the story. Samirah reached out as if to touch my arm, then apparently changed her mind. ‘I’m so sorry, Magnus. But Hel lies. You can’t trust her. She’s just like my father, only colder. You made the right choice.’ ‘Yeah … still. You ever do the right thing, and you know it’s the right thing, but it leaves you feeling horrible?’ ‘You’ve just described most days of my life.’ Sam pulled up her hood. ‘When I became a Valkyrie … I’m still not sure why I fought that frost giant. The kids at Malcolm X were terrible to me. The usual garbage: they asked me if I was a terrorist. They yanked off my hijab. They slipped disgusting notes and pictures into my locker. When that giant attacked … I could’ve pretended to be just another mortal and got myself to safety. But I didn’t even think about running away. Why did I risk my life for those kids?’ I smiled. ‘What?’ she demanded. ‘Somebody once told me that a hero’s bravery has to be unplanned – a genuine response to a crisis. It has to come from the heart, without any thought of reward.’ Sam huffed. ‘That somebody sounds pretty smug.’ ‘Maybe you didn’t need to come here,’ I decided. ‘Maybe I did. To understand why we’re a good team.
It is so easy at times for a lonely individual to begin fantasizing about what the people outside are saying about him and, in result, irrationally and fearfully, and sometimes angrily, fancy himself a villain.
Sometimes you can feel old-sweatshirt comfortable with someone you've just met and two-left-shoes awkward with people you've known for ages.
Friendship is made up of esteem and pleasure; pity is composed of sorrow and contempt: the mind may for some time fluctuate between them, but it can never entertain both at once.
Friendship doesn't disappear like love does.
Everyone thought they would be friends for decades, forever. But for most people, of course, that hadn't happened. As you got older, you realized that the qualities you valued in the people you slept with or dated weren't necessarily the ones you wanted to live with, or be with, or plod through your days with. If you were smart, and if you were lucky, you learned this and accepted this. You figured out what was most important to you and you looked for it, and you learned to be realistic.
For so long, I hadn't really heard Margo - I'd seen her screaming and thought her laughing - that now I figured it was my job. To try, even at this great remove, to hear the opera of her.
Larry Hagman was my best friend for 35 years. He was the Pied Piper of life and brought joy to everyone he knew.
When I'm sad, one of my favorite things to do is reach out to someone and drop a tiny blessing in her lap, as if gently tipping a watering can over her sprouting seed. Today it was a woman who has been growing her passions into a business and I just wrote, Dear Sister, I love watching you bloom.
You know that I love you quite a lot -- But sometimes... not. Sometimes not. I don't know why. I guess I Just hate you sometimes, Because sometimes I even hate myself, And she loves you.
So small footprint yet the shovelling jealous sea has not erased it. You were for me the necessary exemplary figure of dedication and endurance. Whatever your inner life truly was it was ardently pursued. You observed with acute imagination. When you spoke you drove to the heart of things though sometimes through wry indirection. You manifested the value of the life dedicated to an art. Whatever terrors you underwent they may have been very great you did not evince them. You were never indecent. Of course in making this thing about you or around you I am talking about my youth and homesick for it. But that is not the point. The point is that at one time in one place I met someone who became to me a living conscience.
Maybe talking like they do -- like every trivial conversation is the height of their youth -- is what being friends is. There's no way I would do that; I'd burst into laughter halfway.
Get your ego in check and half your battles in life will disappear.
Combinations of people, who should have nothing to say to each other. Yet, with hearts that do not recognize it.
When you find a way to serve, the angel in you awakens.
[THE DAILY BREATH] You were born with all the power to create and change your life at will. The way to change your destiny lies hidden in the Law of Seeing: "You see around you that which you feel within you." (read it again) If hatred or judgement find their home in your heart, you will perceive a frightening world, and you will see in other people threats, fears or judgements that your mind created and has secretly laid upon them. If your heart is filled only with God's love and grace, you will look upon the world and on the people, and find beauty, mercy, kindness, sometimes hidden cries for love, friendship and truth. You live what is in your heart. Choose again today.
To hold the power of affection and maintain the roots of love, you must stay trusted.
My best friend came to visit from far away. She took two planes and a train to get to Brooklyn. We met at a bar near my apartment and drank in a hurry as the babysitter's meter ticked. In the past, we'd talked about books and other people, but now we talked only of our respective babies, hers sweet-faced and docile, mine at war with the world. We applied our muzzy intellects to a theory of light. That all are born radiating light but that this light diminished slowly (if one was lucky) or abruptly (if one was not). The most charismatic people—the poets, the mystics, the explorers—were that way because they had somehow managed to keep a bit of this light that was meant to have dimmed. But the shocking thing, the unbearable thing it seemed, was that the natural order was for this light to vanish. It hung on sometimes through the twenties, a glint here or there in the thirties, and then almost always the eyes went dark.
Die Gewohnheiten der Leute kennt man ja erst, wenn man die Leute kennt. Beim ersten Mal hat man noch keine Ahnung, wie es weitergeht. Man weiß nicht, ob man sich lieben, ob man sich später einmal an den ersten Tag erinnern wird. Ob man sich am Ende beschimpfen oder sogar prügeln wird. Oder ob man Freunde wird. Und die vielen anderen ODERS und WENNS. Und die VIELLEICHTS. Die VIELLEICHTS, das sind die Schlimmsten.
It is often the moments of silence that strengthen the friendship between two people. When friendship is bound by companionship… intertwined with love, secured by mutual understanding…
If the most High grant thee to live, thou shall see after the third trumpet that the sun shall suddenly shine again in the night, and the moon thrice in the day:
Seneca The Younger
When one has lost a friend one's eyes should be neither dry nor streaming. Tears, yes, there should be, but not lamentation.
As soon as you try to describe a close friendship, it loses something.
In today’s world, human desires far supersede human needs. Waste, as you can see, is the result of that disparity.
I guess when you live somewhere every day you forget just how wonderful it can be. Or maybe you forget just how good some of the other things in the world are, like great friends.", Loving Summer by Kailin Gow
Into the wind we vary, Our hearts free of youth, Mold me into envy, If I can’t have your muse; Under toe, Walk to the throne, After centuries of life.
Yet while Owllwin was arrogant, he was also humble enough to admit when he had made a mistake. Perhaps it was his sheer clumsiness that kept him so humble: the first time he spoke to Cricket was in the great dining hall, and he brought down six tables five minutes after.