Witty Friendship Quotes

Nothing so fortifies a friendship as a belief on the part of one friend that he is superior to the other.

To the issues of friendship, love, business and war, "surprise" is the optimistic solution.

Then, there’s friendship. I get the idea, of course, but it looks different when other people do it. They seem at ease with each other, while I always feel like a tourist. During my first year in Sunder City, I thought people spent time with me as some sort of charity. I wasn’t witty or insightful or especially interesting, so I thought they only kept me around to be nice.

16 Over the footbridge.— In our relations with people who are bashful about their feelings, we must be capable of dissimulation; they feel a sudden hatred against anyone who catches them in a tender, enthusiastic, or elevated feeling, as if he had seen their secrets. If you want to make them feel good at such moments, you have to make them laugh or voice some cold but witty sarcasm; then their feeling freezes and they regain power over themselves. But I am giving you the moral before telling the story. There was a time in our lives when we were so close that nothing seemed to obstruct our friendship and brotherhood, and only a small footbridge separated us. Just as you were about to step on it, I asked you: “Do you want to cross the footbridge to me?” —Immediately, you did not want to any more; and when I asked you again, you remained silent. Since then mountains and torrential rivers and whatever separates and alienates have been cast between us, and even if we wanted to get together, we couldn’t. But when you now think of that little footbridge, words fail you and you sob and marvel.

In the end, you will realize most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.

Friendship equals no appointment required.

Oh yes, I don't deny I married you because I was sorry for you. And then-I found you the best and jolliest and dearest little pal and chum a fellow ever had. Witty-loyal-sweet. You made me believe again in the reality of friendship and love.

Yes, I know that. And you shall always have my friendship as well. But I do not wish to press anyone into loving me. The person who loves me will see me for who I am, good and bad, and say, Yes, that’s the handsome gentleman I have been hoping to meet all along, that handsome, charming, witty, disarming, genius, remarkable, dashing—” “Mr. Kent.” “See? That is not going to be you, Ev—Miss Wyndham. Which is why I will leave you to the most ridiculous man in London—who is made much less ridiculous by you. Indeed, I might even say he is tolerable.

This superstitious, family-oriented existence is the background to 'The Lay of Loddfafnir' and the whole of Havamal (Myth and Note25). This great compendium of aphorisms and advice on right conduct offers a commonsensical and sober (though sometimes witty) picture of the day to day life of the Norsemen, and it is a far cry from the heady image of Vikings on the rampage. Value life itself; censure naivete; cherish and celebrate friendships; beware treachery; practice moderation; be hospitable (but not too hospitable); try to win the fame and good name that will outlive you: these are the leitmotifs of the Havamal.

tolerance and acceptance and bagels and friendship.

Darling listen – today, I want you to step out into the world with the intention to form a heartfelt connection & do something self satisfying. Remember – every stranger is one conversation away from an acquaintance & one coffee or drink away from your friendship. Try it! I want you to use your smile, sense of humour, witty & chirpy nature to be the centre of attraction today (in fact everyday). Let your good deeds, good thoughts, happy heart & the smile on your face bring good cheers & joy in your world. Stay amazingly blessed!

She’d been lingering in his thoughts for days. Weeks, even. Okay, months. The friendship strategy had worked out well so far. They managed well together. The awkwardness between them rarely appeared anymore. He enjoyed her company. Her injury had effectively doused the sexual tension that had smoldered between them, allowing them to focus on getting to know each other. The more time he spent with her, the better he liked her. She was funny, witty, cranky in the morning, and soft and sweet in the evenings when she fell asleep on the sofa while watching TV. Watching

As for her views on Prince Charles, Diana thought he was absolutely “wonderful,” almost “perfect,” but that he had to “work too hard.” She wished that she could see him more often. Since she and Charles had few meetings that fall, and almost none of them were private, her infatuation with him must have been based on her romantic image of him combined with his lofty position. He was, after all, the “most eligible bachelor in the world.” Who wouldn’t be impressed? I must say that Prince Charles has great personal charm and presence. I have met him on three occasions and found him to be gracious, unaffected, and witty. He seems quite genuine, although that impression may come from his being well schooled in putting people at ease. No matter. He does it flawlessly and convincingly.

That depends on how trouble is approached. We came to you nice and slow, and voilà: you can trick nearly anyone into thinking you’re domesticated.” “Don’t talk about me like a dog,” he warns. “Besides which, you forget that I’m first and foremost a scholar.” “Ah, I see. You’re utilizing a rare branch of philosophy: the one founded on lying to yourself because it’s convenient.

Online friendship was a fickle thing. Loose comments, failed jokes, or simple flares of temper could unleash a contagion of outrage and condemnation. It was no longer enough to write a good book; authors had to be photogenic, witty saints as well.

Our very special love-friendship continued for many years after my emigration, in letters. In his witty, crystalline Czech prose he kept me connected to what I had left, and what I needed to forget so that I could remember it again, without pain.

Oh, you savvy conversationalist, you know it! Communication is like a magnet for connection—pulling in all the witty banter, charming dialogue, and engaging repartees. It's the language of attraction, the charm offensive, that turns heads and keeps the sparks flying! So, let those words dance on your tongue, and watch how your irresistible charisma steals the show!

Take a moment to breathe in all that excitement 'cause, baby, you're just warming up the show! You haven't even skimmed the surface of your fabulous self. There's a buffet of experiences waiting for you to devour, and trust me, it's all you can eat! So, keep your witty sense of adventure sharp 'cause this rollercoaster of life is ready to take you on one wild and hilarious ride!

What if you stumble, trip, and fall on your face? But wait, darling, what if you spread those wings and soar to unimaginable heights? The sky's the limit for your witty flights of fancy, and even if you stumble, it's all part of the journey to greatness! So, take that leap of faith, and who knows, you might just discover you were born to dance among the stars!

Words can be as tricky as a sneaky magician pulling tricks out of their linguistic hats. But you, my witty friend, you've got the magic decoder ring for patterns! So, let those words try their verbal acrobatics while you're on the lookout for the real patterns that spill the secrets of truth. It's like watching a linguistic circus, and you're the ringmaster of wit!

They think I'm an imbecile," Roar muttered. Perry smiled. "Observant of them." Roar looked at the brother he'd chosen. "I think I understand what's happening. This is a nightmare. I have become you in it, the surly young leader who's in way over his head, and you have become me, the witty and loyal friend everyone secretly prefers. If you're really going to be me, though, you need to work on your humor." "You're not that funny." "Hah. Better already.

The book that he wanted was in an area that seemed barren and deserted from the rest of the library, like a friend who had been alienated for committing a social faux pas such as pronouncing French words with the English “x” and “s” sound, not the “faux pas” referring to the loser in a paternity test battle.

It can be hard to be the younger sister of learned and witty and captivating woman. Out of fear to be compared and found wanting, it is safer sometimes to remain quiet.