Quotes
Quotes about Art
For 'tis sweet to stammer one letter Of the Eternal's language;--on earth it is called Forgiveness!
A woman who can't forgive should never have more than a nodding acquaintance with a man. See our article: Forgiveness - A Real Stress Buster -Ed Howe.
Sincere forgiveness isn't colored with expectations that the other person apologize or change. Don't worry whether or not they finally understand you. Love them and release them. Life feeds back truth to people in its own way and time-just like it does for you and me. David McArthur & Bruce McArthur -Sara Paddison.
That conceit, elegantly expressed by the Emperor Charles V., in his instructions to the King, his son, "that fortune hath somewhat the nature of a woman, that if she be too much wooed she is the farther off."
A pioneer is generally a man who has outlived his credit or fortune in the cultivated parts.
But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth; His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles, His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate, His tears pure messengers sent from his heart, His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth.
A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep.
For the most part fraud in the end secures for its companions repentance and shame.
Once freedom lights its beacon in a man's heart, the gods are powerless against him.
We fight not to enslave, but to set a country free, and to make room upon the earth for honest men to live in.
Now with my friend I desire not to share or participate, but to engross his sorrows, that, by making them mine own, I may more easily discuss them; for in mine own reason, and within myself, I can command that which I cannot entreat without myself, and within the circle of another.
Nothing so fortifies a friendship as a belief on the part of one friend that he is superior to the other.
A friend hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.
Some birds aren't meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up, does rejoice. I guess I just miss my friend.
It is well, when judging a friend, to remember that he is judging you with the same godlike and superior impartiality.
To act the part of a true friend requires more conscientious feeling than to fill with credit and complacency any other station or capacity in social life.
The better part of one's life consists of his friendships.
Friendship should be a private pleasure, not a public boast. I loathe those braggarts who are forever trying to invest themselves with importance by calling important people by their first names in or out of print. Such first-naming for effect makes me cringe.
Thank You Friend I never came to you, my friend, and went away without some new enrichment of the heart; More faith and less of doubt, more courage in the days ahead. And often in great need coming to you, I went away comforted indeed. How can I find the shining word, the glowing phrase that tells all that your love has meant to me, all that your friendship spells? There is no word, no phrase for you on whom I so depend. All I can say to you is this, God bless you precious friend.
A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.
Honest men esteem and value nothing so much in this world as a real friend. Such a one is as it were another self, to whom we impart our most secret thoughts, who partakes of our joy, and comforts us in our affliction; add to this, that his company is an everlasting pleasure to us.
Hand Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship, And great hearts expand And grow one in the sense of this world's life.
Friendship makes prosperity brighter, while it lightens adversity by sharing its griefs and anxieties. [Lat., Secundas res splendidiores facit amicitia, et adversas partiens communicansque leviores.]
Friendship that flows from the heart cannot be frozen by adversity, as the water that flows from the spring cannot congeal in winter.
Friendship is the golden thread that ties the heart of all the world.
