There are people whom one loves immediately and forever. Even to know they are alive in the world with one is quite enough.

A broken friendship may be soldered but will never be sound.

Real friends offer both hard truths and soft landings.

Friendship is a plant that loves the sun—thrives ill under clouds.

There is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship.

Friendship was given by nature to be an assistant to virtue, not a companion to vice.

Friendship’s a noble name, ’tis love refined.

True friendship withstands time, distance, and silence.

As matron and mistress will differ in temper and tone, so will the friend be distinct from the faithless parasite.

We cherish our friends not for their ability to amuse us but for ours to amuse them.

A friend who is very near and dear may in time become as useless as a relative.

Seven years would be insufficient to make some people acquainted with each other, and seven days are more than enough for others.

I have often said that if I wish to name-drop, I have only to list my ex-friends.