Let us be grateful to people who make us happy.
A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.
Two are better than one,because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, the one will lif' up his fellow, but woe to him that is alone when he falleth, for he hath not another to help him up.
It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.
A good friend is a connection to life - a tie to the past, a road to the future, the key to sanity in a totally insane world.
Keep what is worth keeping and with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.
If instead of a gem, or even a flower, we should cast the gift of a loving thought into the heart of a friend, that would be giving as the angels give.
A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world.
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand.
The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing...that is a friend who cares.
Nothing but heaven itself is better than a friend who is really a friend.
The language of friendship is not words but meanings.
Oh, the comfort - the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person - having neither to weigh thoughts nor to measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together.
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.
We have been friends together In sunshine and in shade.
A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud.
The pieces I am, she gather them and gave them back to me in all the right order.
Are we not like two volumes of one book?
A good friend can tell you what is the matter with you in a minute. He may not seem such a good friend after telling.
A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud. I am arrived at last in the presence of a man so real and equal, that I may drop even those undermost garments of dissimulation, courtesy, and second thought, which men never put off, and may deal with him with the simplicity and wholeness with which one chemical atom meets another.
To find one real friend in a lifetime is good fortune; to keep him is a blessing.
Commitment is a big part of what I am and what I believe. How committed are you to winning? How committed are you to being a good friend? To being trustworthy? To being successful? How committed are you to being a good father, a good teammate, a good role model? There's that moment every morning when you look in the mirror: Are you committed, or are you not?
Friends are relatives you make for yourself.
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