friendship

We never think lightly of those who walk with us on our uphill days.

Don't underestimate the power of friendship. Those bonds are tight stitches that close up the holes you might otherwise fall through.

I really like the thing called friendship. And I think the most fulfilling kind of friendship is the one that you stumble quite randomly upon. Unexpected and unknown. You can learn a lot about yourself from these kinds of friendships, and some last a long time while others last only for the duration of time that you have together! But then I wonder, is the length of a friendship measured by the time you are given to spend within each others' company? Or is it measured by how long into the future you can look back at the photos you took, look back and replay the adventures and the laughter in your head; still feeling like it was one of the "bestest" times of your life? Because if it's the latter, I have a thousand friends!

...the older I get, the more I believe that if love is to be judged by most of its visible effects, it looks more like hatred than friendship.

Oh, look, the lights are so pretty,_ I said dreamily, having just noticedthem.I smiled at the way the lights were dancing overhead, pink and yellow andblue. I felt some pressure on my arm and thought, I should look over and seewhat__ going on, but then the thought was gone, sliding away like Jell-O off ahot car hood.__ang?___eah. I__ here.__ struggled to focus on him. ____ so glad you__e here.___eah, I got that.___ don__ know what I__ do without you._ I peered up at him, trying to seepast the too-bright lights.__ou__ be fine,_ he muttered.__o,_ I said, suddenly struck by how unfine I would be. __ would be totallyunfine. Totally._ It seemed very urgent that he understand this.Again I felt some tugging on my arm, and I really wondered what that wasabout. Was Ella__ mom going to start this procedure any time soon?__t__ okay. Just relax._ He sounded stiff and nervous. __ust...relax. Don__try to talk.___ don__ want my chip anymore,_ I explained groggily, then frowned.__ctually, I never wanted that chip.___kay,_ said Fang. __e__e taking it out.___ just want you to hold my hand.___ am holding your hand.___h. I knew that._ I drifted off for a few minutes, barely aware ofanything, but feeling Fang__ hand still in mine.__o you have a La-Z-Boy somewhere?_ I roused myself to ask, every word aneffort.__m, no,_ said Ella__ voice, somewhere behind my head.__ think I would like a La-Z-Boy,_ I mused, letting my eyes drift shutagain. __ang, don__ go anywhere.___ won__. I__ here.___kay. I need you here. Don__ leave me.___ won__.___ang, Fang, Fang,_ I murmured, overwhelmed with emotion. __ love you. Ilove you sooo much._ I tried to hold out my arms to show how much, but Icouldn__ move them.__h, jeez,_ Fang said, sounding strangled.

Noel: A lot of people see friends as something you have on Twitter or Facebook or wherever. If someone wants to read your updates and you want to read their updates, then you__e friends. You don__ ever have to see each other. But that seems like a stupid definition to me. Roo: Yeah.Noel: Although on the other hand, rethink. Maybe a friend is someone who wants your updates. Even if they__e boring. Or sad. Or annoyingly cutesy. A friend says, __ign me up for your boring crap, yes indeed_ _ because he likes you anyway. He__l tolerate your junk. Roo: You have lots of friends. Noel: No, I don__. Roo: You do. You know everyone at school. You get invited to parties. Noel: I get invited to parties, yeah. And I know people. But I don__ want their updates. Roo: Oh. Noel: And I sincerely doubt they want mine. Roo: I want your updates. Noel: I want your updates. (He looks down, bashfully.) I do. I want all your updates, Ruby.

Oh we'll know each other for forever' Bix said. 'The days of losing touch are almost gone.' 'What does that mean? ' Drew asks.'We're going to meet again in a different place,' Bix said. 'Everyone we've lost, we'll find. Or they'll find us.

We were all made with the potential to be the people we are supposed to be. We all have souls and we all have minds and we all have wills. Many people look at the world and see a beautiful place full of potential and love and beauty those are the people you want as friends. But many people look at the world and see a place that hurts, that causes pain, that destroys and corrupts. Those are the people you don't want to have as friends, for those are the people who will pull you down with them, who will fill your mind with similar thoughts, who will turn you from a positive person to a negative person. God made us all with the potential to be positive people, contributing to the growth of this world, but many people choose to be negative, diminishing the light of those who wish to do good.' 'Why?' Walker asked. 'Because, my friend, it's easier. It's unfortunate, but it's true. It's much easier for a person to think that the world will not let him advance, because then that person won't have many expectations of himself, and it's easier to fulfill low expectations.

There are people who are simply gifts to everyone they meet.

There are few things worse than mistaking an enemy for a friend.

It is a friend's duty that he does not leave his friend in a difficult position but provide intimacy and support to him. In difficulty who leaves is a false and the one not quitting is a true friend.

As special as it is to listen to your friends argue over whether or not you have a mental illness,I'm starting to get the urge to go back to class.

You haven't any right to expect your friends to be larger than yourself, larger than life. Just take them as they are, cut down to average size, and be glad you have them. To drink with, laugh with, borrow money from, lend money to, stay away from their special girls as you want them to stay away from yours, and above all, never break your word to, once it's been given.And that is all the obligation you have, all you have the right to expect.("New York Blues")

With Weasel and Arisa at his side, anything was possible. Anything.

And friends abroad must bear in mindFriends at home they leave behind.Oh, I shall be stiff and coldWhen I forget you, hearts of gold;The land where I shall mind you notIs the land where all's forgot.And if my foot returns no moreTo Teme nor Corve nor Severn shore,Luck, my lads, be with you stillBy falling stream and standing hill,By chiming tower and whispering tree,Men that made a man of me.About your work in town and farmStill you'll keep my head from harm,Still you'll help me, hands that gaveA grasp to friend me to the grave.

Friendship isn't partying with a group of people to get drunk or chatting with him/her once a week, it's exactly the opposite. Friends make sure you get home safely and they help you when you need it, no matter the scenario. They don't care about what clothes you wear or what you look like, and they don't last for a day. Real friends are more interested in what direction your life is headed rather than your popularity. They care about what you have to say and how you feel, and once you meet this person you'll know it without having to think twice.

No good friends, no bad friends; only people you want,need to be with. People who build their houses in your heart .

True friends define each other.