I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.

No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.

He has no enemies, but is intensely disliked by his friends.

A true friend is one who overlooks your failures and tolerates your success!

Wishing to be friends is quick work, but friendship is a slow ripening fruit.

Depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance.

Friendship, like the immortality of the soul, is too good to be believed.

Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?

Friendship needs no words - it is solitude delivered from the anguish of loneliness.