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

Friendship improves happiness and abates misery, by the doubling of our joy and the dividing of our grief.

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

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

A true friend is someone who is there for you when he'd rather be anywhere else.

True friendship ought never to conceal what it thinks.

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

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

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.

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.