#companions

Wine and cheese are ageless companions, like aspirin and aches, or June and moon, or good people and noble ventures. ↗

— M. F. K. Fisher

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Beauty and folly are old companions. ↗

— Benjamin Franklin

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Ka found it very soothing: for the first time in years, he felt part of a family. In spite of the trials and responsibilities of what was called 'family', he saw now the joys of its unyielding togetherness, and was sorry not to have known more of it in his life. ↗

— Orhan Pamuk

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I employ 20 people in Vienna. The other 130 coworkers are pilots and flight companions. The Overhead is limited with me. Reduces naturally the costs of my fliers. ↗

— Niki Lauda

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Heights by great men reached and kept were not obtained by sudden flight but, while their companions slept, they were toiling upward in the night. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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'Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone. ↗

— Thomas More

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What it meant to me: a happy life, of course, companionship, of course. A common objective, I think. ↗

— Denis Thatcher

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Love moves in sync with the cadence of forgiveness, sings in tune with the melody of acceptance, and dances in rhythm with the music of companionship. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

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Friends are as companions on a journey, who ought to aid each other to persevere in the road to a happier life. ↗

— Pythagoras

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With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild, then silent night With this her solemn bird and this fair moon, And these the gems of heav'n, her starry train: But neither breath of morn when she ascends With charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistring with dew, nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild, nor silent night With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight without thee is sweet. ↗

— John Milton

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