Friendship And Misfortune

Table of Contents

• True Friends in Adversity
• Betrayal and False Friends
• Friendship and Loyalty
• Friends and Personal Growth
• Friendship's Challenges
• Childhood and Long-lasting Bonds
• Friendship and Trust
• Friendship's Transience and Loss
• Friendship and Self-awareness
• Other

True Friends in Adversity

Friends show their true colors in times of need; and not in times of happiness.

Misfortune shows those who are not really friends.

In poverty and other misfortunes of life, true friends are a sure refuge. The young they keep out of mischief; to the old they are a comfort and aid in their weakness, and those in the prime of life they incite to noble deeds.

A friendship forged in the fires of adversity is a strong as one that has weathered the test of time.

Friends make pretense of following to the grave,But before one is in it, their minds are turnedAnd making the best of their way back to lifeAnd living people, and things they understand.

Friends are proved by adversity.

Friends show their love in times of trouble.

A true friend is distinguished in the crisis of hazard and necessity; when the gallantry of his aid may show the worth of his soul and the loyalty of his heart.

Do not desert a friend in time of need, nor forsake him nor fail him, for friendship is the support of life. Let us then bear our burdens as the Apostle has taught (cf. Gal. 6:2): for he spoke to those whom the charity of the same one body had embraced together. If friends in prosperity help friends, why do they not also in times of adversity offer their support? Let us aid by giving counsel, let us offer our best endeavors, let us sympathize with them with all our heart.

A friend loveth at all times, and a brother is born for adversity.

A friend giveth sympathy in trouble.

Misfortune tests the sincerity of friendship.

Friends are a recompense for all the woes of the darkest pages of life.

Betrayal and False Friends

The three most common killers of friendships are betrayal, distance, and growth.

There were many forms of betrayal. Betrayal of friends. Comrades. Even life.

Friendship, like other kinds of altruism, is vulnerable to cheaters, and we have a special name for them: fair-weather friends. These sham friends reap the benefits of associating with a valuable person and mimic signs of warmth in an effort to become valued themselves. But when a little rain falls, they are nowhere in sight.

I loathe a friend whose gratitude grows old, a friend who takes his friend's prosperity but will not voyage with him in his grief

Writers are always envious, mean-minded, filled with rage and envyat other's good fortune. There is nothing like the failure of a close friend to cheer us up.

These are called the pious frauds of friendship.

An injured friend is the bitterest of foes.

Nobody ever chooses the already unfortunate as objects of his loyal friendship.

The lesser the friends, the lesser the chances of betrayal.

Bad weather friends were as undependable as fair weather friends in a crisis, the relationship in both cases being dictated by conditions of fortune instead of mutual tastes.

Friends are thieves of time.

Friendship, like other kinds of altruism, is vulnerable to cheaters, and we have a special name for them: fair-weather friends. These sham friends reap the benefits of associating with a valuable person and mimic signs of warmth in an effort to become valued themselves. But when a little rain falls, they are nowhere in sight.

For somehow this is tyranny's disease, to trust no friends.

Friendship and Loyalty

The power of reason is thought small in these days, but I remain an unrepentant rationalist. Reason may be a small force, but it is constant, and works always in one direction, while the forces of unreason destroy one another in futile strife. Therefore every orgy of unreason in the end strengthens the friends of reason, and shows afresh that they are the only true friends of humanity.

A friend need not be kept either within sight or within reach. A friend must be allowed the freedom to find and follow his own path. If one is fortunate, those paths will for a time join. But if the paths separate, it is comforting to know that a friend still graces the universe with his skills, and his viewpoint, and his presence. For if one is remembered by a friend, one is never truly gone.

Friends don't let friends go to hell."- Johann Gunter in "The Bucktown Babies

Enmity dies when friendship is born.

In misfortune, which friend remains a friend?

For to cast away a virtuous friend, I call as bad as to cast away one's own life, which one loves best.

Friends do everything they can to protect each other." --Polly

Those who cannot conceive of Friendship as a substantive love but only as a disguise or elaboration of Eros betray the fact that they have never had a Friend.

A friend to everybody is often a friend to nobody, or else in his simplicity he robs his family to help strangers, and becomes brother to a beggar. There is wisdom in generosity, as in everything else.

Whoever neglects old friends for the sake of new deserves what e gets if he loses both.

Pythagoras asks that we not let a friend go lightly, for whatever reason. Instead, we should stay with a friend as long as we can, until we're compelled to abandon him completely against our will. It's a serious thing to toss away money, but to cast aside a person is even more serious. Nothing in human life is more rarely found, nothing more dearly possessed. No loss is more chilling or more dangerous than that of a friend.

Under a tyranny, most friends are a liability. One quarter of them turn "reasonable" and become your enemies, one quarter are afraid to speak, and one quarter are killed and you die with them. But the blessed final quarter keep you alive.

Friendship or enmity is everywhere an affair of time and circumstance

Friends and Personal Growth

Ordinary imperfect people, always choose similarly imperfect people as friends.

Some people, though related by blood, are as sworn enemies. Others, bound only by friendship, would die for one another.

A person with resentment also makes life difficult for his friends.

One of the greatest evils of modern day friendship is setting obstacles for your friends then making yourself a hero by helping them defeat the same obstacles

Certain faults are necessary for the existence of the individual. We would resent it if old friends were to get rid of certain peculiarities.

Friends are often chosen for similitude of manners, and therefore each palliates the other's failings because they are his own.

Friends are often chosen for similitude of manners, and therefore each palliate the other's failings because they are his own.

What others regard as retreat from them or rejection of them is not those things at all but instead a breeding ground for greater friendship, a culture for deeper involvement, eventually, with them.

The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends. The friend becomes a traitor by breaking, however unwillingly or sadly, out of our own zone: a hard judgment is passed on him, for all the pleas of the heart.

A man will speedily sit down and sympathize with a friend's griefs, but if he sees him honored and esteemed, he is apt to regard him as a rival and does not so readily rejoice with him. This ought not to be; without effort, we ought to be happy in our brother's happiness.

Robbing life of friendship is like robbing the world of the sun.

Lydia was the kind of friend whom people referred to as a ‘party favor’ – always fun to be around but she doesn’t have any patience for suffering unless it’s her own.

It is in the character of very few people to honour a prosperous friend without envy, and these very few people tend to become best friends.

Friendship's Challenges

Noble dragons don't have friends. The nearest they can get to the idea is an enemy who is still alive.

Here is what happens in middle age: Some friends and acquaintances who were merely eccentric for years become unmistakably mad.

Solace, is having the same company for years, while being seen as a stranger. Here, only a fool would think he had the luxury of friends.

friends are thieves of time

In any adversity gold can find friends.

We are fonder of visiting our friends in health than in sickness. We judge less favorably of their characters when any misfortune happens to them; and a lucky hit, either in business or reputation, improves even their personal appearance in our eyes.

Fate is fickle, and the company of unwilling friends short lived.

Misanthropes have some admirable if paradoxical virtues. It is no exaggeration to say that we are among the nicest people you arelikely to meet. Because good manners build sturdy walls, our distaste for intimacy makes us exceedingly cordial "ships that pass in the night." As long as you remain a stranger we will be your friend forever.

Tightfisted people are as mean with friendship as they are with cash--suspicious, unbelieving, and incurious.

If thy friends tire of thee, remember that it is human to tire of everything.

Compulsion is the death of friendship.

In affluent communities, where each member is keenly aware of his or her place within the Byzantine order, attracting the right friends is a blood sport. Chumming up to influential figures who are in a position to help can determine the course of an entire life.

Bad weather friends were as undependable as fair weather friends in a crisis, the relationship in both cases being dictated by conditions of fortune instead of mutual tastes.

Childhood and Long-lasting Bonds

the companions of our childhood always possess a certain power over our minds which hardly any later friend can obtain.

Even where the affections are not strongly moved by any superior excellence, the companions of our childhood always possess a certain power over our minds, which hardly any later friend can obtain. ~ Frankestein

One may have staunch friends in one's own family, but one seldom has admirers.

A sympathetic friend can be quite as dear as a brother.

Acquaintance many, and conquaintance few, But for inquaintance I know only two - The friend I've wept and the maid I woo.

Acquaintance many, and conquaintance few, But for inquaintance I know only two - The friend I've wept and the maid I woo

We undress ourselves in many ways when we become close friends

Frequenting evil friends is bound to make your own behavior evil;People of Tingri, abandon any friendships that are negative. – Padampa Sangye

Do not have evil-doers for friends, do not have low people for friends: have virtuous people for friends, have for friends the best of men.

Time keeps no measure when true friends are parted, No record day by day; the sands move not for those who, loyal-hearted, friendship's firm laws obey.

There are strange friendships,” Dostoevsky writes, with reference to Stepan Trofimovich and Varvara Petrovna in Demons. “Two friends are almost ready to eat each other, they live like that all their lives, and yet they cannot part. Parting is even impossible: the friend who waxes capricious and breaks it off will be the first to fall sick and die.” A marvelous passage, communicating so economically the diabolical undercurrent of certain friendships, their weird fatalism.

What with your friend you nobly share, At least you rescue from your heir.

Lydia was the kind of friend whom people referred to as a 'party favor' -- always fun to be around but she doesn't have any patience for suffering unless it's her own.

Friendship and Trust

For there is no friend like a sisterIn calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, To fetch one if one goes astray,To lift one if one totters down, To strengthen whilst one stands

There can be no friendship where there is cruelty, where there is disloyalty, where there is injustice. And in places where the wicked gather there is conspiracy only, not companionship: these have no affection for one another; fear alone holds them together; they are not friends, they are merely accomplices.

your loved ones have been used to lure you into Kronos's traps. Your fatal flaw is personal loyalty Percy. You do not know when it is time to cut your losses. To save a friend you would sacrifice the world.

We all have common frailties but we need to treasure friends more.

These can never be true friends: Hope, dice, a prostitute, a robber, a cheat, a goldsmith, a monkey, a doctor, a distiller.

You who live your lives in cities or among peaceful ways cannot always tell whether your friends are the kind who would go through fire for you. But on the Plains one’s friends have an opportunity to prove their mettle.

And I realized it's kind of a metaphor for friendship in general- being willing to let someone see all your weaknesses and knowing they won't broadcast them to the world. Because life has a way of throwing things our way that aren't always pretty, and they can leave us vulnerable, hurting, and in desperate need of someone who will help us carry our burdens until we're safely on the other side.

On the moral plane, true friends enjoy the same protection as the sense of smell confers upon dogs. They scent the sorrow of their friends, they divine its causes, and they clasp it to their minds and hearts.

Friends who drag one away into evil habits and vicious deeds, are prowling around in search of victims.

One's own escape from troubles makes one glad; but bringing friends to trouble is hard grief.

Victims of misfortune are quick to sense another of their kind from a distance, but in old age they rarely become friends, which is in no way surprising: they have nothing to share together - not even hope.

But fate ordains that dearest friends must part.

The bold sympathize with the bold; and in great hearts, there is always a certain friendship for a gallant foe.

Friendship's Transience and Loss

To let friendship die away by negligence and silence is certainly not wise. It is voluntarily to throw away one of the greatest comforts of this weary pilgrimage." ~Samuel Johnson

Unfailing friends are essential, when ‘presence’ and ‘absence’ are wrangling in our daily living, and our presence is rampaged by murk and woe, while passion and lust for life are trampled. Reliable allies can shore us up and since we are our best ally, we first have got to make sure we get along well with ourselves. ("Being my best friend”).

If they came sorrowing, and wanting sympathy in a complicated trouble like the present, then they would be felt as a shadow in all these houses of intimate acquaintances, not friends

You who live your lives in cities or among peaceful ways cannot always tell whether your friends are the kind who would go through fire for you. But on the Plains one's friends have an opportunity to prove their mettle.

Every one that flatters thee Is no friend in misery. Words are easy, like the wind, Faithful friends are hard to find.

I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.

The going away of friends does not make the remainder more precious. It takes so much from them as there was a common link. A. B. and C. make a party. A. dies. B. not only loses A. but all A.'s part in C. C. loses A.'s part in B., and so the alphabet sickens by subtraction of interchangeables.

But fate ordains that dearest friends must part.

For somehow this is tyranny’s disease, to trust no friends.

Whoever neglects old friends for the sake of new deserves what e gets if he loses both

In all distresses of our friends We first consult our private ends

O, merry is the Optimist, With the troops of courage leaguing. But a dour trend In any friend Is somehow less fatiguing.

Friends, Casper observed, are the envy of the angels.

Friendship and Self-awareness

Writers seldom choose as friends those self-centered characters who are never in trouble, never make mistakes, and always count their change as it is handed to them.

The mortality rate of literary friendships is high. Writers tend to be bad risks as friends ~ probably for much the same reasons that they are bad matrimonial risks. They expend the best parts of themselves in their work. Moreover, literary ambition has a way of turning into literary competition; if fame is the spur, envy may be a concomitant.

A group of friends may be selfish to others but they are self-less for each other.

Writers seldom choose as friends those self-contained characters who are never in trouble, never unhappy or ill, never make mistakes, and always count their change when it is handed to them.

Friends love misery, in fact. Sometimes, especially if we are too lucky or too successful or too pretty, our misery is the only thing that endears us to our friends.

To let friendship die away by negligence and silence is certainly not wise. It is voluntarily to throw away one of the greatest comforts of the weary pilgrimage.

Avoid connecting yourself with characters whose good and bad sides are unmixed and have not fermented together; they resemble vials of vinegar and oil; or palletts set with colors; they are either excellent at home and insufferable abroad, or intolerable within doors and excellent in public; they are unfit for friendship, merely because their stamina, their ingredients of character are too single, too much apart; let them be finely ground up with each other, and they are incomparable.

We need two kinds of acquaintances, one to complain to, while to the others we boast.

A friend to kill time is a friend sublime.

I am more than tricky when there's a chance to see my friends in greater misery.

Robbing life of friendship is like robbing the world of the sun.

credulity and superstition are close friends

The bold sympathize with the bold; and in great hearts, there is always a certain friendship for a gallant foe.

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Someone said: friends are the thiefs of time. I shall add: of time, freedom, life; and givers of best memories, brightest moments, true feelings.

Adversity is neither friend nor foe. It is a common acquaintance whose presence is least desired, but most rewarding when embraced."- Carolyn Wells, Start Again, Inspiration from the Sunny Side of Adversity

Friendship is like those ancient altars where the unhappy, and even the guilty, found a sure asylum.

If they came sorrowing, and wanting sympathy in a complicated trouble like the present, then they would be felt as a shadow in all these houses of intimate acquaintances, not friends.

I loathe a friend whose gratitude grows old, a friend who takes his friend’s prosperity but will not voyage with him in his grief.

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