There are no rules for friendship. It must be left to itself. We cannot force it any more than love.

Wishing to be friends is quick work, but friendship is a slow ripening fruit.

An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast a wild beast may wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind.

Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?

Be courteous to all, but intimate with few, and let those few be well tried before you give them your confidence.

The language of friendship is not words but meanings.

It is more shameful to distrust our friends than to be deceived by them.

Friendship is something that creates equality and mutuality, not a reward for finding equality or a way of intensifying existing mutuality.

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

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