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A good motto is: Use friendliness but do not use your friends.
A good motto is: Use friendliness but do not use your friends.
Friendship is a strong and habitual inclination in two persons to promote the good and happiness of one another. -.
Friendship is a strong and habitual inclination in two persons to promote the good and happiness of one another. -.
Give me one friend, just one, who meets The needs of all my varying moods.
Give me one friend, just one, who meets The needs of all my varying moods.
A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it needs a little mulch of letters and read more
A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it needs a little mulch of letters and phone calls and small, silly presents every so often - just to save it from drying out completely.
Friendship can sometimes end in love, but love in friendship, never.
Friendship can sometimes end in love, but love in friendship, never.
Friendship is the source of the greatest pleasures, and without friends even the most agreeable pursuits become tedious.
Friendship is the source of the greatest pleasures, and without friends even the most agreeable pursuits become tedious.
Nothing so fortifies a friendship as a belief on the part of one friend that he is superior to the read more
Nothing so fortifies a friendship as a belief on the part of one friend that he is superior to the other.
It destroys one's nerves to be amiable everyday to the same human being.
It destroys one's nerves to be amiable everyday to the same human being.
... 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.
