#companions

If his voice hasn't been the melody of my life, it's been the bass line, so subtle you don't notice it until it's missing. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#companionship #life

I have never found a companion that was so companionable as solitude. ↗

— Henry David Thoreau

#company #privacy #solitude #solitude

I don't want to be married just to be married. I can't think of anything lonelier than spending the rest of my life with someone I can't talk to, or worse, someone I can't be silent with. ↗

— Mary Ann Shaffer

#marriage #silence #talk #life

People leave imprints on our lives, shaping who we become in much the same way that a symbol is pressed into the page of a book to tell you who it comes from. Dogs, however, leave paw prints on our lives and our souls, which are as unique as fingerprints in every way. ↗

— Ashly Lorenzana

#bonding #companionship #dogs #experience #friendship

Pleasure and pain, though directly opposite are contrived to be constant companions. ↗

— Pierre Charron

#constant #contrived #directly #opposite #pain

I have had playmates, I have had companions; In my days of childhood, in my joyful school days - All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. ↗

— Charles Lamb

#companions #days #faces #familiar #gone

Boys are capital fellows in their own way, among their mates; but they are unwholesome companions for grown people. ↗

— Charles Lamb

#capital #companions #fellows #grown #mates

I know we're not saints or virgins or lunatics; we know all the lust and lavatory jokes, and most of the dirty people; we can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. But our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we don't know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don't care that we don't. ↗

— Dylan Thomas

#earthy #hope #innocence #love #optimism

Interior of the hand. Sole that has come to walk only on feelings. That faces upward and in its mirror receives heavenly roads, which travel along themselves. That has learned to walk upon water when it scoops, that walks upon wells, transfiguring every path. That steps into other hands, changes those that are like it into a landscape: wanders and arrives within them, fills them with arrival. ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#companionship #palm #poetry #change

Snowflakes swirl down gently in the deep blue haze beyond the window. The outside world is a dream. Inside, the fireplace is brightly lit, and the Yule log crackles with orange and crimson sparks. There’s a steaming mug in your hands, warming your fingers. There’s a friend seated across from you in the cozy chair, warming your heart. There is mystery unfolding. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#companion #companionship #fire #hearth #holiday