We all take different paths in life, but no matter where we go, we take a little of eachother everywhere.

We all take different paths in life, but no matter where we go, we take a little of eachother everywhere.

Let me live in a house by the side of the road and be a friend to man.

Let me live in a house by the side of the road and be a friend to man.

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.

Some birds aren't meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part read more

Some birds aren't meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up, does rejoice. I guess I just miss my friend.

Memories last forever, never do they die, Friends stick together and never really say Goodbye.

Memories last forever, never do they die, Friends stick together and never really say Goodbye.

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.

Be more prompt to go to a friend in adversity than in prosperity.

Be more prompt to go to a friend in adversity than in prosperity.

I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me read more

I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar.

... 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.