Thank You Friend I never came to you, my friend, and went away without some new enrichment of the heart; More faith and less of doubt, more courage in the days ahead. And often in great need coming to you, I went away comforted indeed. How can I find the shining word, the glowing phrase that tells all that your love has meant to me, all that your friendship spells? There is no word, no phrase for you on whom I so depend. All I can say to you is this, God bless you precious friend.
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Let me live in a house by the side of the road and be a friend to man.
Let me live in a house by the side of the road and be a friend to man.
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A friend is someone you can be alone with and have nothing to do and not be able to think of anything to say and be comfortable in the silence.
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The real test of friendship is: can you literally do nothing with the other person? Can you enjoy those moments of life that are utterly simple?
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A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and sings it back to you when you have forgotten how it goes.
Friends are treasures.
Friends are treasures.
... I remember you and recall you without effort, without exercise of will; that is, by natural impulse, indicated by read more
... I remember you and recall you without effort, without exercise of will; that is, by natural impulse, indicated by a sense of duty, or of obligation. And that, I take it, is the only sort of remembering worth the having. When we think of friends, and call their faces out of the shadows, and their voices out of the echoes that faint along the corridors of memory, and do it without knowing why save that we love to do it, we content ourselves that friendship is a Reality, and not a Fancy -- that it is built upon a rock, and not upon the sands that dissolve away with the ebbing tides and carry their monuments with them.
