The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship

But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold.

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

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

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

My best friend is the man who in wishing me well wishes it for my sake.

Men kick friendship around like a football, but it doesn't seem to crack. Women treat it like glass and it goes to pieces.

One's friends are that part of the human race with which one can be human.

Friendship multiplies the good of life and divides the evil.

It is not so much our friends' help that helps us, as the confidence of their help.