One's friends are that part of the human race with which one can be human.

A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same.

The friend is the man who knows all about you, and still likes you.

The greatest sweetener of human life is Friendship. To raise this to the highest pitch of enjoyment, is a secret which but few discover.

A quarrel between friends, when made up, adds a new tie to friendship.

I have friends in overalls whose friendship I would not swap for the favor of the kings of the world.

Without wearing any mask we are conscious of, we have a special face for each friend.

Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

A man's growth is seen in the successive choirs of his friends.

That friendship will not continue to the end which is begun for an end.