Friendship is the art and craft of making and keeping friends, of nurturing a mutual relationship with another human being. Friends are comrades in the journey of life, providing support, understanding, and fellowship. Below you’ll read what some have thought about the pleasures and challenges of being a friend.
It’s no good trying to keep up old friendships. It’s painful for both sides. The fact is, one grows out of people, and the only thing is to face it.
Only solitary men know the full joys of friendship. Others have their family; but to a solitary and an exile his friends are everything.
We are called to be strong companions and clear mirrors to one another, to seek those who reflect with compassion and a keen eye how we are doing, whether we seem centered or off course … we need the nourishing company of others to create the circle needed for growth, freedom and healing.
A man only learns in two ways, one by reading, and the other by association with smarter people.
The bird a nest
the spider a web
the human friendship.
It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.
Money will buy you a bed, but not a good night’s sleep, a house but not a home, a companion but not a friend.
There is nothing to make you like other human beings so much as doing things for them.
It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.