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

I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar.

So long as the memory of certain beloved friends lives in my heart, I shall say that life is good.

Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.

Friends and good manners will carry you where money won't go.

A man cannot be said to succeed in this life who does not satisfy one friend.

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

A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature.

True friendship is like sound health the value of it is seldom known until it is lost.

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