Life has no blessing like a prudent friend.

Life has no blessing like a prudent friend.

Thank You Friend I never came to you, my friend, and went away without some new enrichment of the heart; read more

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.

Cherish the friend who tells you a harsh truth, wanting ten times more to tell you a loving lie.

Cherish the friend who tells you a harsh truth, wanting ten times more to tell you a loving lie.

To the world you are just one person, but to one person you could mean the world.

To the world you are just one person, but to one person you could mean the world.

When it hurts to look back,m and you're too scared to look ahead, just look beside you and your best read more

When it hurts to look back,m and you're too scared to look ahead, just look beside you and your best friend will be there.

True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it is lost.

True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it is lost.

My true friends have always given me that supreme proof of devotion, a spontaneous aversion for the man I loved.

My true friends have always given me that supreme proof of devotion, a spontaneous aversion for the man I loved.

... 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.

My mother used to say that there are no strangers, only friends you haven't met yet. She's now in a read more

My mother used to say that there are no strangers, only friends you haven't met yet. She's now in a maximum security twilight home in Australia.