A companion loves some agreeable qualities which a man may possess, but a friend loves the man himself.
James BoswellRead
There is nothing worth the wear of winning, but laughter and the love of friends.
Interpretation
True value in life comes from joy and companionship, not material achievements.
This quote emphasizes that the most meaningful aspects of life are found in joy and the relationships we cultivate with friends. Winning in material terms may be tiring and ultimately unsatisfying, but the laughter shared and love received from friends provide lasting happiness and fulfillment.
In practice
During a heartfelt toast at a wedding, this quote could highlight the importance of friendship in marriage.
A companion loves some agreeable qualities which a man may possess, but a friend loves the man himself.
He who has provoked the lash of wit, cannot complain that he smarts from it.
Friendship, "the wine of life," should, like a well-stocked cellar, be continually renewed.
Wine makes a man better pleased with himself. I do not say that it makes him more pleasing to others. Sometimes it does. But the danger is, that while a man grows better pleased with himself, he may be growing less pleasing to others. Wine gives a man nothing. It neither gives him knowledge nor wit; it only animates a man, and enables him to bring out what a dread of the company has presented.
I know divers, and divers men know me, which love me as I do them: yet if I should pray them, when I meet them in the street openly, they would abhor me; but if I pray them where they be appointed to meet me secretly, they will hear me and accept my request.
You cannot get me to be disloyal to a friend. You just can't do it. Loyalty is a part of what I live by. I didn't say I was going to be loyal to my friend because he was right. I'm going to be loyal to my friend because he's my friend.
When I do retire, I will miss the trips with the team, the jokes with my teammates, the habits: having breakfast with them, playing with them, all the little things.
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.
I am not of that feather, to shake off my friend when he must need me
Just thinking about a friend makes you want to do a happy dance, because a friend is someone who loves you in spite of your faults.
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