It seems that fighting is a game where everybody is the loser.
Zora Neale HurstonRead
I have known the joy and pain of friendship. I have served and been served. I have made some good enemies for which I am not a bit sorry. I have loved unselfishly, and I have fondled hatred with the red-hot tongs of Hell. That's living.
Interpretation
The quote expresses the complexity of friendship, encompassing both joy and pain, love and hate.
Zora Neale Hurston's quote delves into the multifaceted nature of human relationships, emphasizing that true living involves experiencing both the highs and lows of friendship. It highlights the dichotomy of emotions that come with deep connections, suggesting that the intensity of love is often paired with the potential for conflict and enmity, ultimately defining the richness of life.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about the value of friendships, illustrating the dual nature of close relationships.
It seems that fighting is a game where everybody is the loser.
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Two things everybody's got tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God, and they got tuh find out about livin' fuh theyselves.
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Hear no ill of a friend, nor speak any of an enemy.
The dog of your boyhood teaches you a great deal about friendship, and love, and death: Old Skip was my brother. They had buried him under our elm tree, they said-yet this wasn't totally true. For he really lay buried in my heart.
A companion loves some agreeable qualities which a man may possess, but a friend loves the man himself.
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