Friend Quotes - Page 2

He drew a circle that shut me out-
Heretic , rebel, a thing to flout.
But love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle and took him In !

From the poem " Outwitted

If you have nothing in life but a good friend, you're rich.

In high seas or in low seas,
I'm gonna be your friend...
I'm gonna be your friend.
In high tide or in low tide,
I'll be by your side...
I'll be by your side.

[Fireheart]mewed,"It's not my place to judge you." Greystripe looked up as Fireheart went on." Greystripe, whatever you decide to do, I will always be your friend.

Never hold resentments for the person who tells you what you need to hear; count them among your truest, most caring, and valuable friends.

My father chose my name , and my last name was chosen by my ancestors . That’s enough, I myself choose my way

The bittersweet about truth is that nothing could be more hurtful, yet nothing could be more helpful.

When you say nasty things about people, you should never say the true ones, because you can't really fully and honestly take those back, you know? I mean, there are highlights. And there are streaks. And then there are skunk stripes.

Loneliness is not the enemy of your joy
as long as you know how you should always destroy
the pensive mood that remains with you like a friend
who never stands up for you when you’re forced to bend

Shall not I
Learn place and wisdom? Have I not learned this,
Only so much to hate my enemy,
As though he might again become my friend,
And so much good to wish to do my friend,
As knowing he may yet become my foe?

When someone's success makes you as happy as if it were your own, you know you've found someone worth holding on to.

27. Of all the means which are procured by wisdom to ensure happiness throughout the whole of life, by far the most important is the acquisition of firends.

An eye for an eye my friend.

He wipes tears off my face and then snot. He uses his hands. He loves me that much.

Where does your security lie? Is God your refuge, your hiding place, your stronghold, your shepherd, your counselor, your friend, your redeemer, your saviour, your guide? If He is, you don't need to search any further for security.

I mean talk. Never forget that God is your friend. And like all friends, He longs to hear what's been happening in your life. Good or bad, whether it's been full of sorrow or anger, and even when you're questioning why terrible things have to happen. So I talk with
him.

The way to God is not vertically up. Never down. It is horizontal. Love lights up much of the path.

When you reach the point you truly want someone to stop and listen, to hear even your unspoken words, to feel your depth of sorrow, to care unreservedly, and to completely understand - pray.

I could smack her, punch her in the face, but then I see what she can't hide from me. I've seen it before-the desperation, the agony, the need to find a reason to go on, and the inability to find it.

Straight between them ran the pathway,
Never grew the grass upon it