Browsing Topic Best Friendship Garden Quotes

A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm 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 and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.

Friendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words.

We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.

Since there is nothing so well worth having as friends, never lose a chance to make them.

Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies.

Friendship without self-interest is one of the rare and beautiful things of life.

The tender friendships one gives up, on parting, leave their bite on the heart, but also a curious feeling of a treasure somewhere buried.

A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked.

Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art… It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival.

Hold a true friend with both your hands.

True friendship is a plant of slow growth, and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity, before it is entitled to the appellation.

The friend who holds your hand and says the wrong thing is made of dearer stuff than the one who stays away.

In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.

You Too? I thought I was the only one.

The essence of true friendship, in my view, is to make allowances for one another’s little lapses.

Keep what is worth keeping and with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.

Friendship needs no words – it is solitude delivered from the anguish of loneliness.

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.

One measure of friendship consists not in the number of things friends can discuss, but in the number of things they need no longer mention.

A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.

A friend is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be.

A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.

The language of friendship is not words but meanings.

It is not so much our friends’ help that helps us, as the confidence of their help.

True friendship is a plant of slow growth.

Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?

Many a person has held close, throughout their entire lives, two friends that always remained strange to one another, because one of them attracted by virtue of similarity, the other by difference.

Be courteous to all, but intimate with few.

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?

Be courteous to all, but intimate with few, and let those few be well tried before you give them your confidence.

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.

Friends share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand.

The best time to make friends isbefore you need them.

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.