It is better that he die and move on to eternal life. You lose him, you think. You have lost nothing. A bodily presence, a voice, the gestures of friendship.
By trying we can easily learn to endure adversity. Another man's, I mean.
Is it not a pleasure to learn and to repeat or practice from time to time what has been learned? Is it not delightful to have friends coming from afar? Is one not a superior man if he does not feel hurt even though he does not feel recognized?
[T]hough love is thus an end in itself, it must be believed to be the means to another end if it is to assume the rosy hues of an unalloyed pleasure.
For this Love is enraged with me, Yet kills not ; if I must example be To future rebels, if th' unborn Must learn by my being cut up and torn, Kill, and dissect me, Love ; for this Torture against thine own end is ; Rack'd carcasses make ill anatomies.
Theoretically a lofty love is conceivable; practically it is an ignoble and degrading thing, which it is equally disgusting to talk about and to remember. It is not in vain that nature has made ceremonies, but people pretend that the ignoble and the shameful is beautiful and lofty.
Yet, though love is thus an end in itself, it must be believed to be the means to another end if it is to assume the rosy hues of an unalloyed pleasure.
What deep and worthy love is so, whether of woman or child, or art or music. Our caresses, our tender words, our still rapture under the influence of autumn sunsets, or pillared vistas, or calm majestic statues, or Beethoven symphonies all bring with them the consciousness that they are mere waves and ripples in an unfathomable ocean of love and beauty; our emotion in its keenest moment passes from expression into silence, our love at its highest flood rushes beyond its object and loses itself in the sense of divine mystery.
A Friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of Nature.
The difficult part in an argument is not to defend one's opinion, but rather to know it.
acquaintance: a person whom we know well enough to borrow from, but not well enough to lend to. A degree of friendship called slight when its object is poor or obscure, and intimate when he is rich or famous.
If one advances confidently in the direction of one's dreams, and endeavours to live the life which one has imagined, one will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.
Circle: A line that meets its other end without ending.
Make friends before you need them.
The happiness of your life depends on the quality of your
Genderplex: Trying to determine from the cutesy pictures which
"I'd love to go out with you, but I'm converting my calendar watch from Julian to Gregorian."
Only your real friends will tell you when your face is dirty.
I believe man will not merely endure, he will prevail.
Grasshoppotamus: A creature that can leap to tremendous heights... once.
Businesses may come and go, but religion will last forever, for in no other endeavor does the consumer blame himself for product failure.
In the end, the poem is not a thing we see; it is, rather, a light by which we may see--and what we see is life.
If all the world's managers were laid end to end, it would be an improvement.
Too many people spend money they haven't earned, to buy things they don't want, to impress people they don't like.
You can't depend on your judgment when your imagination is out of focus.