Quotes about Friendship
She discovered with great delight that one does not love one's children just because they are one's children but because of the friendship formed while raising them.
Friendship based solely upon gratitude is like a photograph: with time it fades.
A single minute of reconciliation is worth more than a whole life of friendship.
Friendship is... the sort of love one can imagine between angels.
Friendship is the soul's voluntary imprisonment in a stranger's body.
If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship, we must love friends for their sake rather than for our own.
Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art, like the universe itself (for God did not need to create). It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things which give value to survival.
If we listened to our intellect, we'd never have a love affair. We'd never have a friendship. We'd never go into business, because we'd be cynical. Well, that's nonsense. You've got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.
A child's world
Such an innocent mind,
A world of excietment,
A world of no fear,
A world of butterflies and dragons,
Friendship braclets and secret hide outs,
A game of fun,
A life of dreams,
Innocent and sweet,
Brave and mischievous,
Its a world of loving trust,
That my people is in a CHILD'S WORLD
Epitaph on a Beloved Friend
Oh, Friend! for ever loved, for ever dear!
What fruitless tears have bathed thy honour’d bier!
What sighs re-echo’d to thy parting breath,
Whilst thou wast struggling in the pangs of death!
Could tears retard the tyrant in his course;
Could sighs avert his dart’s relentless force;
Could youth and virtue claim a short delay,
Or beauty charm the spectre from his prey;
Thou still hadst lived to bless my aching sight,
Thy comrade’s honour and thy friend’s delight.
If yet thy gentle spirit hover nigh
The spot where now thy mouldering ashes lie,
Here wilt thou read, recorded on my heart,
A grief too deep to trust the sculptor’s art.
No marble marks thy couch of lowly sleep,
But living statues there are seen to weep;
Affliction’s semblance bends not o’er thy tomb,
Affliction’s self deplores thy youthful doom.
What though thy sire lament his failing line,
A father’s sorrows cannot equal mine!
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