friends

Listening is a magnetic and strange thing, a creative force. The friends who listen to us are the ones we move toward, and we want to sit in their radius. When we are listened to, it creates us, makes us unfold and expand.

My candle burns at both ends; it will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends - it gives a lovely light.

Death is but crossing the World, as Friends do the Seas.

A man selects his enemies, his friends make themselves, and from these friends he is apt to suffer.

In that fearful loneliness of spirit, when those who should have been his friends and counselors only frown upon his misgivings... and everything seems wrapped in hideous uncertainty, I know but one way in which a man may come forth from his agony scathless: it is by holding fast to those things which are certain still - the grand, simple landmarks of morality. In the darkest hour through which a human soul can pass, whatever is doubtful, this at least is certain. If there be no God and no future state, yet even then, it is better to be generous than selfish, better to be chaste than licentious, better to be true than false, better to be brave than to be a coward. Blessed beyond all earthly blessedness is the man who in the tempestuous darkness of the soul has dared to hold fast to these venerable landmarks.

To be confined by the feet with friends is better than to walk in a garden with strangers.

Good friends are good for your health.

Prosperity makes some friends and many enemies.

We cherish our friends not for their ability to amuse us, but for ours to amuse them.

I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their good intellects. A man cannot be too careful in the choice of his enemies.

Believe me, a thousand friends suffice thee not; In a single enemy thou has more than enough.

People who lead fulfilling lives generally have found a sense of “home” in what they do. They have a philosophy of life that connects them to a larger vision. They accept that life is a continuing challenge. More often than not, they are able to live according to their own schedules, choosing work that is interesting and complex enough to keep them engaged. They get excited about being effective and about being stretched to learn new things. They have a few good friends who understand their vision and perhaps even share common aspirations. They are not driven by urgency, competition, or the demands of the ego.

The fact that we cannot see our friends or communicate with them after the transformation, which we call death, is no proof that they cease to exist.

We cannot be happy until we can love ourselves without egotism and our friends without tyranny.

Love your enemies just in case your friends turn out to be a bunch of bastards.

Live so that your friends can defend you but never have to.

Instead of loving your enemies, treat your friends a little better.

Whatever you are it is your own friends who make your world.

There are only three things to teach: Simplicity, patience, and compassion. Simplicity in action and thoughts, will return you to the source of your being. Patience with friends and enemies alike, will give you harmony with the way things are. Compassion with yourself, will settle all the differences between you and other beings in the world.

I have just three thins to teach: simplicity, patience, compassion. These three are your greatest treasures. Simple in actions and in thoughts, you return to the source of being. Patient with both friends and enemies, you accord with the way things are. Compassionate toward yourself, you reconcile all beings in the world.