Friendships is one of the sweetest joys of life. Many might have failed beneath the bitterness of their trial had they not found a friends.
Charles H. Spurgeon
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Posted in Friendship, Life on July 28, 2009 Leave a Comment
Posted in Friendship, Love on July 27, 2009 Leave a Comment
We are each of us angels but with one wing, and can only fly by embracing each other.
Luciano de Crescenzo
Posted in Life on July 22, 2009 Leave a Comment
Guns don’t kill people. People kill people.
Silk, Romeo Must Die (2000)
Posted in Friendship on July 18, 2009 Leave a Comment
I have friends in overalls whose friendship I would not swap for the favour of the kings of the worlds.
Posted in Friendship on July 3, 2009 Leave a Comment
A good friend is a connection to life — a tie to the past, a road to the future, the key to sanity in a totally insane world.
Lois Wyse
Posted in Friendship, Love on June 30, 2009 Leave a Comment
However rare true love may be, it is less so than true friendship.
La Rochefoucauld
The former hasn’t shown up, yet. I’m blessed to have 3 of the latter.
Posted in Friendship on June 22, 2009 Leave a Comment
Silences make the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts.
Margaret Lee Runbeck
That’s right. Just being with you, or sensing your presence — even if it’s only through a phone speaker — is more than enough. 一切尽在不言中。
Posted in Friendship on June 17, 2009 Leave a Comment
One of the sweetest things in life: a letter from a friend.
Andy Rooney
3 letters a year: your birthday, my birthday, New Year. We kept this tradition without knowing why. Well, now we do.
Posted in Friendship, Love on June 15, 2009 Leave a Comment
Life is fortified by many friendships — To love and be loved is the greatest happiness of existence.
Sydney Smith
What did they sang in Moulin Rouge? “The greatest things / you’ll ever learn / is just to love / and be loved in return.“
Posted in Friendship, Life on June 11, 2009 Leave a Comment
Friendship with oneself is all-important because without it one cannot be friends with anyone else in the world.
Eleanor Roosevelt
Indeed, how can one love someone else, or even know what love is, when he can’t even cherish himself?