The friend is the man who knows all about you, and still likes you.

An excellent man he has no enemies and none of his friends like him.

Since there is nothing so well worth having as friends, never lose a chance to make them.

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

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

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

The language of friendship is not words but meanings

Friendship is a plant of slow growth and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity before it is entitled to the appellation.

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

Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.