Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still un-broke; and the song, from the beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
Treat your friends as you do your pictures, and place them in their best light.
instead of different words, however, we’re stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. Best friend. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. But, whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
Like any other kind of love, friendship can be lost within our lives due to neglect or anger or, sometimes, simply circumstances. However, it is lost, we often lose a part of ourselves that can never quite be recovered.
What sweetness is left in life, if you take away friendship? Robbing life of friendship is like robbing the world of the sun. A true friend is more to be esteemed than kinsfolk.
False friendship, like the ivy, decays and ruins the walls it embraces; but true friendship gives new life and animation to the object it supports.
A man’s friendships are, like his will, invalidated by marriage — but they are also no less invalidated by the marriage of his friends.
A friend who cannot at a pinch remember a thing or two that never happened is as bad as one who does not know how to forget.
I have had, and may have still, a thousand friends, as they are called, in life, who are like one’s partners in the waltz of this world –not much remembered when the ball is over.