making friends Quotes

“Some people have a strange way of going about making friends”

“I wasn’t popular but I wasn’t an outcast. I was everywhere with everybody, and at the same time I was all by myself.”

“If we stop to apologize and forgive each other every time we step on each other’s toes, we’ll never have time to be friends.”

If I want to make friends with him, I ask him what he believes. He tells me, and I say, “Yeah, yeah - ain’t it the truth?”

“However, she needed a friend, any friend to whom she could feel close. At least she thought that was what she needed.”

“One thing I’ve learned about people is that the easiest way to get them to like you is to shut up and let them do the talking.”

“this dire emergency, to meet only the beautiful eyes of perfect strangers, instead of the merry, friendly, commonplace, twinkling, jolly little eyes of its own brothers and sisters. “This is most truly awful,” said Cyril when he had tried to lift up the Lamb, and the Lamb had scratched like a cat and bellowed like a bull. “We’ve got to make friends with him! I can’t carry him home screaming like that. Fancy having to make friends with our own baby!—it’s too silly.” That, however, was exactly what they had to do. It took over an hour, and the task was not rendered”

“A sweet and charming story about making new friends, exploring new places, and the pleasure of returning to the comfort of home.”

“There’s not much point making friends because I expect to be moving on soon.”

The story is about the day to day life in the home. Halinka struggles to make friends and finds it hard to trust. It is sensitively written and you feel for Halinka who seems to have had little joy or kindness in her life.

“Once she makes friends with you, she will always be your friend...”

“I don’t make friends with people just because they’re my cousins, or something silly like that. I only make friends with people if I like them.”

“The family, especially Orlando, get involved in many adventures together and make friends as they do so.”

“Well, though Jane, if she doesn’t ask me, I’ll have to ask her.′ ‘What’s your name?’ she said. ‘Clara Pringle. This is my brother. Brud, we call him.’ ‘Oh...’ said Jane. Now you ask me, she thought. And after watching Jane for a while in silence, Clara did ask her.”

Laurie’s bashfulness soon wore off, for Jo’s gentlemanly demeanor amused and set him at his ease, and Jo was her merry self again, because her dress was forgotten and nobody lifted their eyebrows at her.