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Friendship is a disinterested commerce between equals; love an abject intercourse between tyrants and slaves. ↗

— Oliver Goldsmith

#love #equality

That night as they slept in each other's arms neither Alistair nor Sophia had any nightmares. ↗

— Cristiane Serruya

#love #romance #shared-experiences #experience

FRIENDSHIP - A Journey of different souls through the path of LOVE ↗

— Sreejith Ganesan

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She brought a chair into the room and placed it alongside the top of his bed. Then she held his hand as he drifted off to sleep. It was so small in her own hand, and it felt warm and dry. She pressed his hand gently, and his fingers returned the pressure, but only just, as he was almost asleep by then. She remembered, but not very well, what it was to fall asleep holding the hand of another; how precious such an experience, how fortunate those to whom it was vouchsafed by the gods of Friendship, or of Love. She thought she had forgotten that, but now she remembered. ↗

— Alexander McCall Smith

#friendship #love #parenting #experience

... "As you wish." "But I'd like to remain your friend." He put his hands in his pockets. "Always. ↗

— Sarah J. Maas

#friendship #heartbroken #friendship

I am one whose faith is, that love and friendship, with ardent natures, are like those trees of the torrid zone which yield fruit but once, and then die. ↗

— Edward John Trelawny

#love #true-friends #true-love #faith

I wanted to be one of those people who have streaks to maintain, who scorch the ground with their intensity. But for now, at least I knew such people, and they needed me, just like comets need tails. ↗

— John Green

#friendship #friendship

...I also have an extended family. The people who stayed. The people who became more than friends; the people who open the door when I knock. That's what it all boils down to. The people who have to open the door, not because they always want to but because they do. ↗

— Diane Keaton

#friendships #family

Our happiness is completely and utterly intertwined with other people: family and friends and neighbors and the woman you hardly notice who cleans your office. Happiness is not a noun or verb. It's a conjunction. Connective tissue. ↗

— Eric Weiner

#friendships #happiness #relationships #family

Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, But which will bloom most constantly? The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring ,Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter comes again, And who will call the wild-briar fair? Then, scorn the silly rose-wreath now, And deck thee with holly's sheen, That, when December blights thy brow, He still may leave thy garland green. ↗

— Emily Dickinson

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