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

That friendship will not continue to the end which is begun for an end.

The most I can do for my friend is simply be his friend.

A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same.

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

Rejoicing in our joy, not suffering over our suffering, makes someone a friend.

Silences make the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts.

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

One of the most beautiful qualities of true friendship is to understand and to be understood.

A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world.