May Kendall in "Comradeship"

For good or for evil a man's moral and spiritual outlook is altered by the outlook of his comrade. It is inevitable, and in all true comradeship it makes for truth, and generosity, and freedom. It is an incalculable enlargement of human responsibility, because it constitutes us, in a measure, guardians each of the other's soul. And yet, it is never the suppression of the weak individuality by a strong one. That is not even true discipleship, but spiritual tyranny. What the play of two personalities brings about is a fuller, deeper self-realization on either side. The experience of comradeship, with all the new knowledge and insight that it brings into a life, can have no ideal unchanged, but the change is not of the nature of a substitution, but of a continuous growth. It is not mental or moral bondage, but deliverance from both. And it is the deliverance from bondage to ourselves. It is our refuge from pride. More than all else, comradeship teaches us to walk humbly with God. For while God's trivial gifts may allow us to grow vain and self-complacent, His great gifts, if we once recognize them, make us own our own deep unworthiness, and bow our heads in unspeakable gratitude. We may have rated our deserts high, and taken flattery as our just due; we may have competed for the

world's prizes, and been filled with gratified ambition at securing them. But however high we rate ourselves in the hour in which

the soul is conscious of its spiritual comrades, we know that God's great infinite gift of human love is something we have never earned, could never earn, by merit or achievement, by toil, or prayer, or fasting. It has come to us straight out of the heart of the eternal Fatherhood; and all our pride and vanity fall away, and our lives come again to us as the lives of little children.

May Kendall in "Comradeship"

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 partake of our joy, and comfort us in our affliction; add to this that his company is an everlasting pleasure to us.

Pilpay

Cicero "On "Friendship"

Eliza
Cook

If is it not perfectly understood what virtue there is in friendship and concord, it may be learned from dissension and discord.

Dost thou remember when we roved in summer's glowing prime,

While friendship's sacred bells rang out a soft and merry chime?

A smiling face
Gives many grace.

Old Saying

Small service is true service while it lasts.

William Wordsworth

Alfred Tennyson

Shelley

Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Francis
Bacon

"Of

Friend

ship"

Of humblest friends, bright creature! scorn not

one:

The daisy, by the shadow that it casts,
Protects the lingering dewdrop from the sun.

My friend, with you to live alone,
Were how much better than to own
A crown, a sceptre and a throne!

I know you are my friend, and all I dare Speak to my soul that will I trust with thee.

Let thy soul strive that still the same
Be early friendship's sacred flame.
The affinities have strongest part
In youth, and draw men heart to heart.

The best way to represent to life the manifold use of friendship is to cast and see how many things a man cannot do for himself.

Best friend,-my well-spring in the wilderness.

When a belovéd hand is laid in ours,

When, jaded with the rush and glare

Of the interminable hours,

Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear,
When our world deafened ear

Is by the tones of a loved voice caressed,

A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast,
And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again.
The eyes sink inward and the heart lies plain,
And what we mean, we say, and what we would,
we know.

A man becomes aware of his life's flow,

And hears its winding murmur and he sees
The meadows where it glides, the sun, the breeze.

When Christianity preached the love of one's neighbor it raised the natural instinct of man's fellowship with his kind into a holy commandment.

Friendship's like music; two strings tuned alike
Will stir, though only one you strike.

It blooms and blossoms both in sun and shade,
Doth (like a bay in Winter) never fade.
It loveth all and yet suspecteth none,

Is provident, yet seeketh not its own;
"T is rare itself, yet maketh all things common;
And judicious, yet judgeth no man.

The best that we find in our travels is an honest friend. He is a fortunate voyager who finds many.

George

Eliot

Matthew
Arnold
in "The
Buried
Life"

Max
Nordau

Francis
Quarles
in "Job
Militant"

Robert
Louis
Steven-

son

Henry David Thoreau

Algernon Swinburne

Edward
Young

Clinton Scollard

Henry
Drum-

mond

Proverb

Thomas
Moore

Cicero

We are sometimes made aware of kindness long passed, and realized that there have been times when our friends' thoughts of us were of so pure and lofty a character that they passed over us like the winds of heaven unnoticed; when they treated us not as what we were, but as what we aspired to be.

The blood of kindred or affinity

So much not binds us as the friendship pledged
To them that are not of our blood.

A friend is worth all the hazards we can

run.

O Traveler, who hast wandered far
'Neath southern sun and northern star,
Say where the fairest regions are?
Friend, underneath whatever skies,
Love looks in love returning eyes
There are the bowers of Paradise.

Who talks of common friendship? There is no such thing in the world. On earth no word is more sublime.

Friendship is love with understanding.

The thread of our life would be dark, Heaven knows!

If it were not with friendship and love intertwined.

Nothing in the world is more excellent than friendship.