... 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.

Books, like friends, should be few and well chosen.

Books, like friends, should be few and well chosen.

There are three great friends: an old wife, an old dog, and ready money.

There are three great friends: an old wife, an old dog, and ready money.

A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil -- but it needs a little mulch of letters 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.

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.

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.

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.

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 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.