Friendship Wishes and Status Messages - Page 75

Bereavement in their death to feel
Whom We have never seen—
A Vital Kinsmanship import
Our Soul and theirs—between—

Always set high value on spontaneous kindness. He whose inclination prompts him to cultivate your friendship of his own accord will love you more than one whom you have been at pains to attach to you.

To find a friend one must close one eye; To keep him, two.

If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the joy, excitement and mystery of the world we live in.

We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.

You can''t shake hands with a clenched fist.

Though friendship is not quick to burn, It is explosive stuff.

Few friendships would survive if each one knew what his friend says of him behind his back.

Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: "What! You, too? Thought I was the only one."

Silence is the true friend that never betrays.

Depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance.

The most basic and powerful way to connect to another person is to listen. Just listen. Perhaps the most important thing we ever give each other is our attention…. A loving silence often has far more power to heal and to connect than the most well-intentioned words.

There is an energy field between humans. And, when we reach out in passion, it is met with an answering passion and changes the relationship forever.

The holy passion of friendship is so sweet and steady and loyal and enduring in nature that it will last through a whole lifetime, if not asked to lend money.

I have no trouble with my enemies. But my goddam friends,...they are the ones that keep me walking the floor nights.

Those truly linked don''t need correspondence. When they meet again after many years apart, Their friendship is as true as ever.

There can be no friendship without confidence, and no confidence without integrity.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

We need not think alike to love a like.

The most I can do for my friend is simply to be his friend. I have no wealth to bestow on him. If he knows that I am happy in loving him, he will want no other reward. Is not friendship divine in this?

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don''t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven''t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

Friends are generally of the same sex, for when men and women agree, it is only in the conclusions; their reasons are always different.

How does one keep from "growing old inside"? Surely only in community. The only way to make friends with time is to stay friends with people…. Taking community seriously not only gives us the companionship we need, it also relieves us of the notion that we are indispensable.

"Stay" is a charming word in a friend''s vocabulary.

I''m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you -- Nobody -- too?
Then there''s a pair of us?
Don''t tell! they''d advertise -- you know!

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends

It is easy enough to be friendly to one''s friends. But to befriend the one who regards himself as your enemy is the quintessence of true religion. The other is mere business.

A sense of duty is useful in work, but offensive in personal relations. People wish to be liked, not be endured with patient resignation.

You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what''s a life, anyway? We''re born, we live a little while, we die. A spider''s life can''t help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone''s life can stand a little of that.

A brief candle; both ends burning
An endless mile; a bus wheel turning
A friend to share the lonesome times
A handshake and a sip of wine
So say it loud and let it ring
We are all a part of everything
The future, present and the past
Fly on proud bird
You''re free at last.