| C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917. | | | | Meeting |
| | | The joy of meeting not unmixed with pain. Longfellow. | 1 |
| | In life there are meetings which seem |
| Like a fate. |
Lord Lytton. | 2 |
| | Absence, with all its pains, |
| Is by this charming moment wip’d away. |
Thomson. | 3 |
| The joys of meeting pay the pangs of absence; else who could bear it? Rowe. | 4 |
| Ah me! the world is full of meetings such as this,—a thrill, a voiceless challenge and reply, and sudden partings after! Willis. | 5 |
| | As two floating planks meet and part on the sea, |
| O friend! so I met and then drifted from thee. |
Wm. R. Alger. | 6 |
| | Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, |
| Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness: |
| So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, |
| Only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence. |
Longfellow. | 7 |
| Sir, you are very welcome to our house; it must appear in other ways than words, therefore I scant this breathing courtesy. Shakespeare. | 8 | | |
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