Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day read more

Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives. The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend -- or a meaningful day.

The imaginary friends I had as a kid dropped me because their friends thought I didn't exist.

The imaginary friends I had as a kid dropped me because their friends thought I didn't exist.

Friends are treasures.

Friends are treasures.

One friend in a lifetime is much, two are many, three are hardly possible. Friendship needs a certain parallelism of read more

One friend in a lifetime is much, two are many, three are hardly possible. Friendship needs a certain parallelism of life, a community of thought, a rivalry of aim.

Friendship is genuine when two friends can enjoy each others company without speaking a word to one another.

Friendship is genuine when two friends can enjoy each others company without speaking a word to one another.

... 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.

Friendships are fragile things and require as much care in handling as any other fragile and precious thing.

Friendships are fragile things and require as much care in handling as any other fragile and precious thing.

When I find myself fading, I close my eyes and realize my friends are my energy.

When I find myself fading, I close my eyes and realize my friends are my energy.

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it read more

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. 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 now knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.