We call those poets who are first to mark, Through earth's dull mist the coming of the dawn, Who see in twilight's gloom the first pale spark, While others only note that day is gone.
Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.Read
There is no friend like an old friend who has shared our morning days, no greeting like his welcome, no homage like his praise.
Interpretation
Old friends are irreplaceable and their companionship is unique and invaluable.
This quote emphasizes the deep bond and significance of long-term friendships. The experiences shared with an old friend create a unique connection, making their presence, greetings, and praises particularly meaningful compared to newer acquaintances.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a toast at a reunion with old friends.
We call those poets who are first to mark, Through earth's dull mist the coming of the dawn, Who see in twilight's gloom the first pale spark, While others only note that day is gone.
Every real thought on every real subject knocks the wind out of somebody or other.
The very aim and end of our institutions is just this: that we may think what we like and say what we think.
Don't you stay at home of evenings? Don't you love a cushioned seat in a corner, by the fireside, with your slippers on your feet?
Sin has many tools, but a lie is the handle which fits them all.
Take your needle, my child, and work at your pattern; it will come out a rose by and by. Life is like that - one stitch at a time taken patiently and the pattern will come out all right like the embroidery.
I think if you're lucky enough to be in a band with your best friends, and you look at the world in the right way, than you understand that everything that's happening to you can be alchemized.
A good friend will always stab you in the front.
No guest is so welcome in a friend's house that he will not become a nuisance after three days.
I have had, and may have still, a thousand friends, as they are called, in life, who are like one's partners in the waltz of this world -not much remembered when the ball is over.
I had eventually come to understand that friendship was a delicate, gradual process that mustnβt be rushed or seized upon but allowed and encouraged to take its course over time. I pictured it as a butterfly, simultaneously beautiful and fragile, that once afloat belonged to the air and any attempt to grab at it would only destroy it.
It is true, we shall be monsters, cut off from all the world; but on that account we shall be more attached to one another.
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