Think where man's glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.

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

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

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

Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.

Friendship multiplies the good of life and divides the evil.

The language of friendship is not words but meanings.

A true friend never gets in your way unless you happen to be going down.

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

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