Friendship with ones self is all important, because without it one cannot be friends with anyone else in the world.

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

A true friend is the greatest of all blessings, and that which we take the least care of all to acquire.

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

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

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

There is nothing on this earth more to be prized than true friendship.

Never contract friendship with a man that is not better than thyself.

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