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

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

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

When the world is so complicated, the simple gift of friendship is within all of our hands.

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

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

Friendship is the shadow of the evening, which increases with the setting sun of life.

Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

Mighty proud I am that I am able to have a spare bed for my friends.

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