Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

Caring for but never trying to own may be a further way to define friendship.

Instead of loving your enemies - treat your friends a little better.

Men kick friendship around like a football, but it doesn't seem to crack. Women treat it like glass and it goes to pieces.

Friendship multiplies the good of life and divides the evil.

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

Never explain - your friends do not need it and your enemies will not believe you anyway.

Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.

Nothing so fortifies a friendship as a belief on the part of one friend that he is superior to the other.

Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.