He has no enemies, but is intensely disliked by his friends.

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

It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.

Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

Wishing to be friends is quick work, but friendship is a slow ripening fruit.

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

Accountability in friendship is the equivalent of love without strategy.

It is important to our friends to believe that we are unreservedly frank with them, and important to friendship that we are not.

Instead of loving your enemies - treat your friends a little better.

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.