Friendship improves happiness and abates misery, by the doubling of our joy and the dividing of our grief.
Friends and good manners will carry you where money won’t go.
A man’s friendships are one of the best measures of his worth.
Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it’s all over.
Friendship is one mind in two bodies.
Without wearing any mask we are conscious of, we have a special face for each friend.
Since there is nothing so well worth having as friends, never lose a chance to make them.
In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
A true friend is one who overlooks your failures and tolerates your success!
Rare as is true love, true friendship is rarer.
Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing.
If you have one true friend you have more than your share.
Friendship multiplies the good of life and divides the evil.
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.
In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.
Fear makes strangers of people who would be friends.
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.
I have learned that to be with those I like is enough.
I don’t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.
The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.
It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.
A friend to all is a friend to none.
The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing… not healing, not curing… that is a friend who cares.
I never considered a difference of opinion in politics, in religion, in philosophy, as cause for withdrawing from a friend.
When you choose your friends, don’t be short-changed by choosing personality over character.
