If you''re alone, I''ll be your shadow. If you want to cry, I''ll be your shoulder. If you want a hug, I''ll be your pillow. If you need to be happy, I''ll be your smile. But anytime you need a friend, I''ll just be me.
Many a person has held close, throughout their entire lives, two friends that always remained strange to one another, because one of them attracted by virtue of similarity, the other by difference.
There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one''s self, the very meaning of one''s soul.
Yes we are [friends] and I do like to pass the day with you in serious and inconsequential chatter. I wouldn''t mind washing up beside you, dusting beside you, reading the back half of the paper while you read the front. We are friends and I would miss y
There is magic in long-distance friendships. They let you relate to other human beings in a way that goes beyond being physically together and is often more profound.
But oh! the blessing it is to have a friend to whom one can speak fearlessly on any subject; with whom one''s deepest as well as one''s most foolish thoughts come out simply and safely.
We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic cords of memory will swell when again touched as surely they will be by the better angels of our nature.
But friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life, and thanks to a benevolent arrangement the greater part of life is sunshine.
If it''s very painful for you to criticize your friends - you''re safe in doing it. But if you take the slightest pleasure in it, that''s the time to hold your tongue.