Quotes about Companionship

I let out air, nod my head. "Hey." Danny gets up from his chair and sits down next to me on the couch. He lightly punches my knee. "Being in charge isn't being alone. I'm right here. Same place I've always been, no matter what your title is. Same place I'll always be." "Yeah, I—I know." I look at him. "I know that.

God in His grace will allow us a certain number of friendships that stick for the long haul of life. These friendships are a treasured blessing.

I think I am a little jealous of women who have great girlfriends as adults.

May all that I know apart from You be nothing more than a chance traveling companion on the journey toward You.

Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light."-Helen Keller Quote Read: 6/22/18

To console does not mean to take away the pain but rather to be there and say, "You are not alone, I am with you."

With a friend we don't have to say or do something special. With a friend we can be still and know that God is there with both of us.

Our lives are not problems to be solved but journeys to be taken with Jesus as our friend and finest guide.

Pain suffered alone feels very different from pain suffered alongside another. Even when the pain stays, we know how great the difference if another draws close, if another shares with us in it.

The most I can do for my friend is simply to be his friend. I have no wealth to bestow on him. If he knows that I am happy in loving him, he will want no other reward. Is not friendship divine in this?

Even the utmost good-will and harmony and practical kindness are not sufficient for Friendship, for Friends do not live in harmony merely, as some say, but in melody. We do not wish for Friends to feed and clothe our bodies, -neighbors are kind enough for that, -but to do the like office to our spirits. For this few are rich enough, however well disposed they may be.

To come down to my own experience, my companion and I, for I sometimes have a companion, take pleasure in fancying ourselves knights of a new, or rather an old, order—not Equestrians or Chevaliers, not Ritters or Riders, but Walkers, a still more ancient and honorable class, I trust.