No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.
Each friend represent a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrived, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.
Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: "What you too? Thought I was the only one."
Silence is the true friend that never betrays.
Truth springs from argument amongst friends.
Those truly linked don't need correspondence. When they meet again after many years apart, their friendship is as true as ever.
One must be fond of people and trust them if one is not to make a mess of life.
When a friend is in trouble, don't annoy him by asking if there is you can do. Think up something appropriate and do it.
"The spaces between your fingers were created so that another's could fill them in."
A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.
A friend is someone who can see the truth and pain in you even when you are fooling everyone else.