Friday, July 29, 2011

Friends

We don't need sugar, flour or rice or anything else. We just want to see our dear ones.


If it's very painful for you to criticize your friends - you're safe in doing it. But if you take the slightest pleasure in it, that's the time to hold your tongue.


One of the oldest human needs is having someone to wonder where you are when you don't come home at night.



If it's very painful for you to criticize your friends - you're safe in doing it. But if you take the slightest pleasure in it, that's the time to hold your tongue.

Even after all this time,
The sun never says to the earth,
"You owe me."
Look what happens with
A love like that.
It lights the whole sky.



In the spiritual life nowhere do our ideals meet the actual more truly than in how we relate to each other, in how we make, sustain and are friends.


We need old friends to help us grow old and new friends to help us stay young.


Friendship is mutual blackmail elevated to the level of love.



How often we find ourselves turning our backs on our actual friends, that we might go and meet their ideal cousins.

Nobody sees a flower -- really -- it is so small it takes time -- we haven't time -- and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.



The worst solitude is to be destitute of sincere friendship.

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

The worst solitude is to be destitute of sincere friendship.

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

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