While there will always be someone who may dislike you, there are others who will like you for who you are.
Bod shrugged. "So?" he said. "It's only death. I mean, all of my best friends are dead.
As I have learned over the years, your friends don’t change; you just learn to ignore or embrace the bad bits.
there was no greater natural advantage in life than having an enemy overestimate your faults, unless it was to have a friend underestimate your virtues.
Noble dragons don't have friends. The nearest they can get to the idea is an enemy who is still alive.
Making music together is the best way for two people to become friends.
Mind your business" had been the motto of her childhood. But now that seemed like a failing in a friend.
Of all the means to insure happiness throughout the whole life, by far the most important is the acquisition of friends.
It 'appens to be true. An' if'n yew want ter stay moi friend, yew'd best 'old yer turpitudinous twaddle of a tongue an' listen fer once.
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.
Such a woman is called "Mother's FRIEND" always ready to give judicious Parental advice and living vicariously on the experience of others
My friends, life is so serious that if you are not aware of whom you are, your "youniversity" will be prestigious but unknown!
It is unpredictable for you to know which of the strangers you are about to meet that becomes your friend. Be polite to every stranger!
Never, do you hear me? I will give up my friends, my country, my duty, and even my honor—but never you.
[Harper] once told a friend, "I think about strategy twenty-four hours a day," and it was only a small exaggeration.
If I let you go are you going to hit me again?” “What do you think?” “Then I’m not going to let you go.
Here there was no shelter for his soul. There were no houses for a home. It was all a wilderness. It was all a battlefield. It was wild, without a friend. It was all a broken battlefield.
Death is not a reaper, like they say, nor even a friend. It is a dark, fierce water, an inundation.
This particular book felt familiar, like an old friend. The characters drew me into their world, and I blocked out mine for the rest of the afternoon.
But that's the thing with the what-if game-- you really can never know the answer to the question. And maybe it's better that way.
You could know a man not by what his friends said about him, but by how he treated his servants.
