In celebration of Joanne’s triumphant return to blogging*, I wanted to assemble a collection of quotes. Alas, my quote files are still AWOL, and I’ve not yet found the disks I copied them onto. Truth to tell, I really haven’t been looking that hard, or rather, at all. Been busy.

Instead, in honor of my blog’s four and a half month anniversary**, I will instead thank all my blogging friends and honor them with a nice bit of prose I unearthed.

So, without further ado, for all my blogging friends, and those I’ve invariably overlooked here: Alex, study hard, Ann, I haven’t forgotten all those tags!; Beth, welcome newbie!; Brent, apples not oranges; Chayna, don’t be a stranger!; Chris, working the holidays; Chris, AWOL!; Coolio Jones, long time no see; CornDog, misled by Doug into coming here; David, the deviant; Dean, Doug tricked you into coming here too, didn’t he?; Deborah, read her while she lasts; Doug, who taught me the meaning of NSFW; Doug, do your friends understand your domain name yet?; Erina, take care of yourself; Ernie, who knows his scifi; Jason, deep thoughts; JD, doing things so the rest of us don’t have to; Jeanne, making us better writers; Joanne, a.k.a. Ruby, by the way, owned; Jon, you can thank me later; Keeyit, I think you still owe me a tag; Lewis, are you AWOL?; Mark, welcome newbie!; Michael, ranting bits and bytes; Mike, welcome newbie!; Mike, journaling the past; Nina, despite omitting Gina Holden, an oversight, though, which was promptly corrected; Pete, we know where to find him; Phil, hope you’re doing okay; Rolando, we’ll miss you!; Sabrina, saving us money; Sam, don’t be a stranger!; Terence, doing things the opposite of me!

A GOOD FRIEND

To have a good friend is one of the highest delights of life; to be a good friend is one of the noblest and most difficult undertakings. Friendship depends not upon fancy, imagination or sentiment, but upon character. There is no man so poor that he is not rich if he have a friend; there is no man so rich that he is not poor without a friend. But friendship is a word made to cover many kindly, impermanent relationships. Real friendship is abiding. Like charity, it suffereth long and is kind. Like love, it vaunteth not itself, but pursues the even tenor of its way, unaffrighted by ill-report, loyal in adversity, the solvent of infelicity, the shining jewel of happy days. Friendship has not the iridescent joys of love, though it is closer than is often known to the highest, truest love. Its heights are ever serene, its valleys know few clouds. To aspire to friendship one must cultivate a capacity for faithful affection, a beautiful disinterestedness, a clear discernment. Friendship is a gift, but it is also an acquirement. It is like the rope with which climbers in the high mountains bind themselves for safety, and only a coward cuts the rope when a comrade is in danger. From Cicero to Emerson, and long before Cicero, and forever after Emerson, the praises of friendship have been set forth. Even fragments of friendship are precious and to be treasured. But to have a whole, real friend is the greatest of earth gifts save one. To be a whole, real friend is worthy high endeavor, for faith, truth, courage and loyalty bring one close to the Kingdom of Heaven.

~Atmos

BTW, if you were listed in this post, and haven’t responded–please get with it!!! Thanks!

*She was gone for eleven days, fourteen hours and fifty-eight minutes. And then she only posted sporadically after her return. She’s such a tease. But, what else would you expect from the Pirate King’s daughter?

**Think of a small child. “I’m not four!!! I’m four and a half!!!” Thus, we celebrate halves. Good thing we don’t teach kids other fractions at that age…

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