Friendship

The golden rule of friendship is to listen to others as you would have them listen to you. — David Augsburger

If you have a thousand friends;
You have not a one to spare.
If you have but one enemy;
You’ll meet him everywhere.

Faithful are the wounds of a friend. — Proverbs 27:6

May the love of friends give you comfort.
May the love of God give you peace.

He who would have friends must himself be friendly.

I went out to find a friend and friends were nowhere. I went out to be a friend and friends were everywhere.

You won’t fly with the eagles if you insist on running with the turkeys.

Porcupine syndrome: pushing back when people get close.

Friends take our part when others take us apart.

A man is known by the company he keeps out of. — Alexander Craig

Faithful are the wounds of a friend. ( Proverbs 27:6)

If you would win a man to your cause, first convince him that you are his sincere friend. — Abraham Lincoln

What wealth it is to have such friends that we cannot think of them without elevation. — H.D. Thoreau

Man was made to lead with his chin; he is worth knowing only with his guard down, his head up, and his heart rampant on his sleeve. — Robert Farrar Capon

Who would succeed in the world should be wise in the use of his pronouns. Utter the You 20 times, where you once utter the I.

No soul is desolate as long as there is a human being for whom it can feel trust and reverence.

To a friend’s house the road is never long.

The golden rule of friendship is to listen to others as you would have them listen to you. — David Augsburger

No one is rich enough to do without a friend.

Friendship is a treasured gift. That makes life more worthwhile. A gift that grows more precious. With each thoughtful word and smile.

When the character of a man is not clear to you, look at his friends.

Be nice to your friends. If it wasn’t for them, you’d be a total stranger.

False friends are like our shadow, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine, but leaving us the instant we cross into the shade. — C.N. Bovee

A friend is someone who still hangs around you even after he knows all about you.

Actions, not words, are the true characteristic mark of the attachment of friends. — George Washington

O the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words but to pour them out, just as it is, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keeping what is worth keeping, and then, with the breath of kindness blow the rest away. — Marian Evans, in The Friendship Factor, p. 36

If we build more windows and fewer walls we will have more friends. — A.L. McGinnis, The Friendship Factor, p. 30

If you want to be popular, keep your ears open, and most of the time keep your mouth shut.

Successful people follow a plan for liking people. — David J. Schwartz

Success depends on the support of other people. — David J. Schwartz

Why should people be interested in you unless you are first interested in them? — Dale Carnegie

We are interested in others when they are interested in us. — Publilius Syrus

He who walks with wise men becomes wise, but the companion of fools will suffer harm. (Proverbs 13:20)

A true friend is always loyal. (Proverbs 17:17 LB)

Do not be proud, but make friends with those who seem unimportant. (Romans 12:16 NCV)

Do not be fooled: “Bad friends will ruin good habits.” (I Corinthians 15:33 NCV)

Friendship is like money, easier made than kept. — Samuel Butler

A friend is one who walks in when other walk out. — Walter Winchell

A friend is a jewel that shines brightest in the darkness of misfortune.

Trouble is a great sieve through which we sift our acquaintances; those who are too big to pass through are friends.

In my friend I find a second self. — Isabel Norton

Friendship multiplies joys and divides griefs. — H.G. Bohn

True friendship is a plant of slow growth. — George Washington

If you were another person, would you like to be a friend of yours?

Freindship is the springboard to every other love. Friendships spill over onto the other important relationships of life. People with no friends usually have a diminished capacity for sustaining any kind of love. — A.L. McGinnis, The Friendship Factor, p. 9

If we build more windows and fewer walls we will have more friends. — A.L. McGinnis, The Friendship Factor p. 30

The Golden Chain Of Friendship

Friendship is a golden chain,
The links are friends so dear,
And like a rare and precious jewel
It’s treasured more each year…
It’s clasped together firmly
With a love that’s deep and true,
And it’s rich with happy memories
And fond recollections, too…
Time can’t destroy its beauty
For, as long as memory lives,
Years can’t erase the pleasure
That the joy of friendship gives…
For friendship is a priceless gift
That can’t be bought or sold,
But to have an understanding friend
Is worth far more than gold…
And the golden chain of friendship
Is a strong and blessed tie
Binding kindred hearts together
As the years go passing by.

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The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers and cities; but to know someone who thinks and feels with us, and who, though distant, is close to us in spirit, this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden.
— Johann Wofgang Von Goethe, (1749 – 1832)

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At every turning of my life
I came across
Good friends,
Friends who stood by me
Even when the time raced me by.
Farewell, Farewell
My friends
I smile and
Bid you goodbye.
No, shed no tears
For I nee them not
All I need is your smile.
If you feel sad
do think of me
For that’s what I’ll like.
When you live in the hearts
Of those you love
Remember then
You never die.
— Rabindranath Tagore

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Sonnet XXX
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought

I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear times’ waste;
Then can I drown an eye, unus’d to flow,
For precious friends hid in death’s dateless night,
And weep afresh love’s long since cancell’d woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish’d sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o’er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor’d and sorrows end.|
—  William Shakespeare

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Farewell My friends
It was beautiful as long as it lasted

The journey of my life.
I have no regrets whatsoever
Save the pain I’ll leave behind.
Those dear hearts who love and care…
And the strings pulling at the heart and soul…
The strong arms that held me up
When my own strength let me down.
At every turning of my life I came across good friends,
Friends who stood by me,
Even when the time raced me by.
Farewell, farewell, my friends
I smile and bid you goodbye.
No, shed no tears for I need them not
All I need is your smile.
— Rabindranath Tagore, Bengali poet and philosopher (1861 – 1941)

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Family O’ mine: I Should Llike to Send You a Sunbeam
Family o’ mine:

I should like to send you a sunbeam, or the twinkle of some bright star,
or a tiny piece of the downy fleece that clings to a cloud afar.
I should like to send you the essence of a myriad sun-kissed flowers,
or the lilting song as it floats along, of a brook through fairy bowers.
I should like to send you the dew-drops that glisten at break of day,
and then at night the eerie light that mantles the Milky Way.
I should like to send you the power that nothing can overflow –
the power to smile and laugh the while a-jouneying through life you go.
But these are mere fanciful wishes; I’ll send you a Godspeed instead,
and I’ll clasp your hand – then you’ll understand all the things I have left unsaid
— Anonymous

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The Golden Chain Of Friendship
Friendship is a golden chain,
The links are friends so dear,
And like a rare and precious jewel
It’s treasured more each year…
It’s clasped together firmly
With a love that’s deep and true,
And it’s rich with happy memories
And fond recollections, too…
Time can’t destroy its beauty
For, as long as memory lives,
Years can’t erase the pleasure
That the joy of friendship gives…
For friendship is a priceless gift
That can’t be bought or sold,
But to have an understanding friend
Is worth far more than gold…
And the golden chain of friendship
Is a strong and blessed tie
Binding kindred hearts together
As the years go passing by.

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We often lay awake at night,
When the world is fast asleep.
And take a walk down memory lane,
With tears upon our cheeks.
The years we had with you,
Are worth their weight in gold.
The joy and the laughter you gave,
Are ours to have and to hold,
Remembering you is easy,
We do it every day.
But missing you is a heartache,
That never goes away.

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To A Christian Friend
I have been truly blessed

To have a friend like you
Who shows a special Christian love
In all you say and do.

You must have many treasures
Stored up in Heaven above
For all those special caring deeds
You have done with so much love

I hope that you will hang this up
And look al it each day
And know you are appreciated
More than words can say.
— J. Morse

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Friendship

What is friendship? It is many things.

It is feeling completely natural with another, shedding all pretense and sham, just being yourself.

It is sharing with another both big and little things, joy and sorrow, laughter and tears.

It is counting on another to understand your moods, to put up with our failings, to be there when you need him most with a word of encouragement, a smile, a look.

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Thank God For You
Thank God for you, good friend of mine,

Seldom is friendship such as think;
How very much I wish to be
As helpful as you’ve been to me—
Thank God for you.

When I recall from time to time
How you inspired this heart of mine,
I find myself inclined to pray,
“God bless my friend this very day”—
Thank God for you.

Of many prayer quests, one thou art
On whom I ask God to impart
Rich blessings from His storehouse rare,
And grant to you His gracious care—
Thank God for you.

So often at the throne of grace
There comes a picture of your face,
And then instinctively I pray
That God may guide you all the way—
Thank God for you.

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Some day I hope with you to stand
Before the throne at God’s right hand,
And say to you at journey’s end
Praise God, you’ve been to me a friend—
Thank God for you.

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Touching Shoulders With You
There’s a comforting thought at the close of the day

When I’m weary and lonely and sad
That sort of grips hold of this crusty old heart
And bids it be merry and glad.
It gets in my soul, and it drives out the blues,
And finally thrills through and through.
It’s just a sweet memory that chants the refrain,
“I’m glad I touched shoulders with you.”
Did you know you were brave, did you know you were strong,
Did you know there was one leaning hard,
Did you know that I listened and waited and prayed
And was cheered by your simplest word?
Did you know that I longed for that smile on your face,
For the sound of your voice ringing true,
Did you know I grew stronger and better because
I had merely touched shoulders with you?
I am glad that I live; that I battle and strive
For the place that I know I must fill;
I’m thankful for sorrows I’ll meet with a grin
What fortune may send, good or ill;
I may not have wealth, I may not be great
But I know I shall always be true,
For I have in my life that courage you gave,
When once I touched shoulders with you
— From Bob White’s Scrapbook

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TO A CHRISTIAN FRIEND
I have been truly blessed
To have a friend like you
Who shows a special Christian love
In all you say and do.

You must have many treasures
Stored up in Heaven above
For all those special caring deeds
You have done with so much love.

I hope that you will hang this up
And look at it each day
And know you are appreciated
More than words can say.
–J. Morse

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May the winds of love blow softly by
And whisper so you can hear,
We will always love and miss you
And wish that you were here.
For all that life has given us
And all that’s left to do,
We know no greater treasure
Than the days we spent with you.
When we visit your resting place,
I seem to hear you say,
Smile when you think of me,
We’ll meet again one day.

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Our lives go on without you,
But nothing is the same,
We have to hide our heartache
When someone speaks your name.
Sad are the hearts that love you,
Silent are the tears that fall,
Living our lives without you
Is the hardest part of all.
You did so many things,
Your heart was kind and true.
And when we needed someone
We could always count on you.
If we could have one lifetime wish,
One dream that could come true,
We would pray to God with all our hearts
For yesterday and you.

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Friend O’Mine
When you are happy, friend o’mine

And all your skies are blue,
Tell me your luck, your fortune fine
And let me laugh with you.

Tell me the hopes that spur you on
The deeds you mean to do.
The gold you’ve struck, the fame you’ve won
And  let Me joy – with you.

When you are sad and heart so cold
And all your skies are dark,
Tell me the dreams that mocked your hold,
The shafts that missed the mark,

Am I not your for weal or woe
How else can friends prove true.
Tell me what breaks and brings you low
And let me stand – with you.

So, when the night falls tremulous
When its last lamp burns low,
And one of us or both of us,
The long, lone road must go,

Look with you dear old ups in mine,
Give me a handshake true,
Whatever fate our souls await,
Let me be there – with you!