Two people are better off than one, for they can help each other succeed. If one person falls, the other can reach out and help.
—Ecclesiastes 4:9–10 NLT
Servants don’t know what their master is doing, and so I don’t speak to you as my servants. I speak to you as my friends, and I have told you everything that my Father has told me.
—John 15:15 CEV
No one can whistle a symphony. It takes an orchestra to play it.
—Halford Luccock (1885–1961)
A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)
If I could solve all the problems myself, I would.
—Thomas Edison (1847–1931), when asked why he had a team of twenty-one assistants
Memories last forever, never do they die.
Friends stick together and never really say goodbye.
Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light.
—Helen Keller (1880–1968)
Coming together is a beginning.
Keeping together is progress.
Working together is success.
—Henry Ford (1863–1947)
No member of a crew is praised for the rugged individuality of his rowing.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson
Friendship requires great communication between friends. Otherwise, it can neither be born nor exist.
—Saint Francis de Sales (1567–1622)
The most beautiful discovery that true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.
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.
—Dinah Mulock Craik (1826–1887)
No love, no friendship can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever.
—François Mauriac (1885–1970)
No lapse of time or distance of place can lessen the friendship of those who are truly persuaded of each other’s worth.
Friendship: To be a strong hand in the dark to another in the time of need.
—Hugh Black (1868–1953)
With every friend I love who has been taken into the brown bosom of the earth, a part of me has been buried there; but their contribution to my being of happiness, strength and understanding remains to sustain me in an altered world.
What brings joy to the heart is not so much the friend’s gift as the friend’s love.
—Saint Aelred (1110–1167)