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.
Friendship is the source of the greatest pleasures, and without friends even the most agreeable pursuits become tedious.
The better part of one's life consists of his friendships.
Friendship without self-interest is one of the rare and beautiful things of life.
True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it is lost.
Friendship is genuine when two friends can enjoy each others company without speaking a word to one another.
Friends need not agree in everything or go always together, or have no comparable other friendships of the same intimacy. On the contrary, in friendship union is more about ideal things: and in that sense it is more ideal and less subject to trouble than marriage is.
Friendship should be a private pleasure, not a public boast. I loathe those braggarts who are forever trying to invest themselves with importance by calling important people by their first names in or out of print. Such first-naming for effect makes me cringe.
The real test of friendship is: can you literally do nothing with the other person? Can you enjoy those moments of life that are utterly simple?
Thank You Friend I never came to you, my friend, and went away without some new enrichment of the heart; More faith and less of doubt, more courage in the days ahead. And often in great need coming to you, I went away comforted indeed. How can I find the shining word, the glowing phrase that tells all that your love has meant to me, all that your friendship spells? There is no word, no phrase for you on whom I so depend. All I can say to you is this, God bless you precious friend.
Friendship can sometimes end in love, but love in friendship, never.
Great souls by instinct to each other turn, Demand alliance, and in friendship burn.
The friendships of the world are oft Confederacies in vice, or leagues of pleasure; Ours has severest virtue for its basis, And such a friendship ends not but with life.
The friendship between me and you I will not compare to a chair; for that the rains might rust, or the falling tree might break. - George Bancroft,
Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul, Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society.
Hand Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship, And great hearts expand And grow one in the sense of this world's life.
Friendship is Love without his wings!
In friendship I early was taught to believe; . . . . I have found that a friend may profess, yet deceive.
Oh, how you wrong our friendship, valiant youth. With friends there is not such a word as debt: Where amity is ty'd with band of truth, All benefits are there in common set.
Agreement in likes and dislikes--this, and this only, is what constitutes true friendship.
Friendship makes prosperity brighter, while it lightens adversity by sharing its griefs and anxieties. [Lat., Secundas res splendidiores facit amicitia, et adversas partiens communicansque leviores.]
It is a common saying that many pecks of salt must be eaten before the duties of friendship can be discharged. [Lat., Vulgo dicitur multos modios salis simul edendos esse, ut amicitia munus expletum sit.]
Friendship is a sheltering tree.
Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine.
What is the odds so long as the fire of souls is kindled at the taper of conwiviality, and the wing of friendship never moults a feather?