More Friendship Quotes

Friends are those rare people who ask how we are and then wait to hear the answer. 


Mighty proud I am that I am able to have a spare bed for my friends,
--Samuel Pepys




A man's growth is seen in the successive choirs of his friends.
--Waldo Emerson


Hold a true friend in both your hands.


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


Constant use will not wear ragged the fabric of friendship.


Some people go to priests; 
others to poetry;
I to my friends.


There are big ships and small ships.
But the best ship is friendship.


The best kind of friend
is one you could sit on a porch with,
never saying a word,
and walk away feeling
 that it was the best conversation 
you've ever had.


Silence makes the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the feeling.


The language of friendship is not words---
but meanings.


A true friend
is one who thinks you are a good egg....
even if you're half cracked.


It is sometimes important to our friends
to believe that we are unreservedly frank with them'
and important to the friendship that we are not.


It is the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter
--Marlene Dietrich


The friend within the man is that part of him which belongs to you and opens to you a door which never, perhaps, is opened to another. Such a friend is true, and all he says is true; and he loves you even if he hates you in other mansions of his heart.


It takes a long time to grow an old friend.


True friends stab you in the front.
--Oscar Wilde


He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare,
and he who has one enemy will meet him everywhere.
--Ralph Waldo Emerson


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 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, or love, who cares.


Friendship is Love, without his wings.

For Birthday Cards

For him in vain the envious seasons roll

who bears eternal summer in his soul.

Your're not forty;

you're eighteen,

 with twenty two years of experience.

He not busy living; 

is busy dying.

Everyone is the age of their heart.

To keep the heart unwrinkled,

to be hopeful,

kindly, cheerful, reverent;

that is to triumph over old age.

Because time itself is like a spiral

something special happens on your birthday each year:

The same energy that nature invested in you at birth

 is present once again.

The more you praise and celebrate your life,

the more there is in life

to celebrate.

Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.

And in the end,

it's not the years in your life that count.

 It's the life in your years.

With mirth and laughter,

let the wrinkles come.

Growing old is mandatory;

growing up is optional.

A birthday is just the first day

 of another 365-day journey around the sun.

Wisdom doesn't necessarily come with age.

Sometimes age just shows up all by itself.

The first hundred years are always the hardest.

A true friend remembers your birthday;

but not your age.

There are three hundred and sixty-four days,

when you might get un-birthday presents;

and only one for birthday presents,

you know.

May you live to be a hundred;

 and may the last voice you hear;

be mine. 

The happiest people seem to be those;

who have no particular reason for being happy;

except that they are.

Snowflakes spill from heaven's hand
Lovely and chaste like smooth white sand.
A veil of wonder laced in light
Falling Gently on a winter's night.


Graceful beauty raining down
giving magic to the lifeless groun.
Each snowflake like a falling star
Smiling beauty that's seen afar.


Till earth is dressed in a robe of white
Unspoken poem the hush of night.

Birthday Blessings
Instead of counting candles,
or tallying the years,
 Contemplate your blessings now, 
As your birthday nears.


Consider special people
 Who love you, and who care,
And others who've enriched your life
Just by being there.


Think about the memories
Passing years can never mar,
 Experiences great and small
 That have made you who you are.


Another year is a happy gift,
 So cut your cake, and say,
 "Instead of counting birthdays,
 I count blessings every day!"