You can always tell a real friend: when you've made a fool of yourself he doesn't feel you've done a permanent job.

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

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

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

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

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

Friendship with ones self is all important, because without it one cannot be friends with anyone else in the world.

Never have a companion that casts you in the shade.

Without wearing any mask we are conscious of, we have a special face for each friend.

There are no rules for friendship. It must be left to itself. We cannot force it any more than love.