Friendship without self-interest is one of the rare and beautiful things of life.

Friendship multiplies the good of life and divides the evil.

Real friendship, like real poetry, is extremely rare - and precious as a pearl.

Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value rather it is one of those things that give value to survival.

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

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

Some people go to priests others to poetry I to my friends.

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

Friends... they cherish one another's hopes. They are kind to one another's dreams.