The language of friendship is not words but meanings.

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

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

True friendship can afford true knowledge. It does not depend on darkness and ignorance.

Never explain - your friends do not need it and your enemies will not believe you anyway.

Friendship, like the immortality of the soul, is too good to be believed.

Friends... they cherish one another's hopes. They are kind to one another's dreams.

Never explain - your friends do not need it and your enemies will not believe you anyway.

True friendship ought never to conceal what it thinks.

No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.