A heart in love with beauty never grows old.
A son says to his Mother: "Mother, today I fought with my friend." His Mother says: "Why did you fight with your friend?" "Because he demanded something of me, and I would not give it to him." "Why did you not give it to him?" "Because it was mine." ...
They‟re from my best friend,” I said. “They‟re from my best gay friend, Curtis Chapman.” He stood there, frozen, possibly thinking I was joking. “Curtis won‟t be back. He got out… he was saved. He won‟t have to be called names, pick...
A boy said,“Everybody is my friend.”Beloved said,“No, not everybody can be your friend.” Boy said, “Each one of them is gifted to teach me something new in my life.” Beloved said, “I still don’t agree.” Boy again smilingly said, “...
A small house will hold a hundred friends.
There are three friends in this world: courage, sense, and insight.
Never mind storms and snows for the sake of a friend.
I have money, you have money; so we are friends.
Who ventures to lend, loses money and friend.
A small house can lodge a hundred friends.
He who has no enemies has no friends either.
Beat the rogue and he will be your friend.
Trust not the praise of a friend nor the contempt of an enemy.
A friend will wipe away sweat but not blood.
Make a friend when you don't need one.
Who finds a faithful friend, finds a treasure.
Friends sleep when misfortune knocks on the door.
False friends are worst than bitter enemies.
Friends are lost by calling often and calling seldom.
The truth is I'm getting old, I said. We already are old, she said with a sigh. What happens is that you don't feel it on the inside, but from the outside everybody can see it.
These are old words, old stories and we are not here to blindly repeat them. They are not law. They are power, nourishment. There is a river of voices coming out of the past, resonating in the telling of the old stories...We are grounded in its power...
