Let us be friends, Cinna, it is I who invite you to be so.
[Fr., Soyons amis, Cinna, c'est read more

Let us be friends, Cinna, it is I who invite you to be so.
[Fr., Soyons amis, Cinna, c'est moi qui t'en convie.]

In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

Lay this unto your breast: Old friends, like old swords, still are trusted best.

Lay this unto your breast: Old friends, like old swords, still are trusted best.

An injured friend is the bitterest of foes.

An injured friend is the bitterest of foes.

I haven't seen you in a while, yet I often imagine all your expressions. I haven't spoken to you recently, read more

I haven't seen you in a while, yet I often imagine all your expressions. I haven't spoken to you recently, but many times I hear your thoughts. Good friends must not always be together. It is the feeling of oneness, when distant that proves a lasting

Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends,
He hurts me most who lavishly commends.

Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends,
He hurts me most who lavishly commends.

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.

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.

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat
of my bread, hath lifted up his read more

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat
of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.