Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, read more

Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.

Friendship is like a glass ornament, once it is broken it can rarely be put back together exactly the same read more

Friendship is like a glass ornament, once it is broken it can rarely be put back together exactly the same way.

Forsake not an old friend; for the new is not comparable to him:
a new friend is as new read more

Forsake not an old friend; for the new is not comparable to him:
a new friend is as new wine; when it is old, thou shalt drink it
with pleasure.

Ah! were I sever'd from thy side,
Where were thy friend and who my guide?
Years have read more

Ah! were I sever'd from thy side,
Where were thy friend and who my guide?
Years have not seen, Time shall not see
The hour that tears my soul from thee.

Without friends no one would choose to live, though he had all other goods.

Without friends no one would choose to live, though he had all other goods.

Now with my friend I desire not to share or participate, but to
engross his sorrows, that, by making read more

Now with my friend I desire not to share or participate, but to
engross his sorrows, that, by making them mine own, I may more
easily discuss them; for in mine own reason, and within myself, I
can command that which I cannot entreat without myself, and
within the circle of another.

The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us read more

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.

Friends are like bras: close to your heart and there for support.

Friends are like bras: close to your heart and there for support.

We cannot tell the exact moment a friendship is formed; as in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is read more

We cannot tell the exact moment a friendship is formed; as in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over; so in a series of kindnesses, there is at last one that makes the heart run over.