Friendships
And let your best be for your friend…
And in the sweetness of friendship let there
be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart
Finds its morning and is refreshed.
Kahlil Gibran
From The Prophet
I will sing the song of companionship,
Friendship is the good old word—the love of my fellow-men—
I perceive it waits, and has been always waiting, latent in all men.
If any of my works shall survive it will be the fellowship in it.
I have perceiv’d that to be with those I like is enough,
I like being with those I love; I never get tired of that,
To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough,
To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough.
I never get tired of the friend I am happy with,
It is just comfort enough to be together,
The curious testimony called personal presence and face to face meeting.
​Walt Whitman
From Friendship and Loving Touch
The Mole: What do you want to be when you grow up?
The Boy: Kind.
The Mole: Nothing beats kindness. It sits quietly beyond all things.
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From The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
Robert Frost
A Time to Talk
