Friendship

It takes a long time to grow an old friend.

The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.

The only way to have a friend is to be one.

Be slow in choosing a friend, slower in changing.

Getting people to like you is only the other side of liking them.

Among those whom I like, I can find no common denominator; but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh.

True friendship can exist only between equals.

The like is not the friend of the like in as far as he is like; still the good may be the friend of the good in as far as he is good.

Many men are loved by their enemies, and hated by their friends, and are the friends of their enemies, and the enemies of their friends.

If you are wise, all men will be your friends and kindred, for you will be useful.

Friends have all things in common.

The path of social advancement is, and must be, strewn with broken friendships.

True friendship can afford true knowledge. It does not depend on darkness and ignorance.

To let friendship die away by negligence and silence is certainly not wise. It is voluntarily to throw away one of the greatest comforts of this weary pilgrimage.

Friends do not live in harmony merely, as some say, but in melody.

A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature.

To be intimate with a foolish friend is like going to bed to a razor.

There is no pleasure to me without communication; there is not so much as a sprightly thought comes into my mind but I grieve that I have no one to tell it to.

Don’t flatter yourselves that friendship authorizes you to say disagreeable things to your intimates. On the contrary, the nearer you come into relation with a person, the more necessary do tact and courtesy become.

Friendship, like love, is destroyed by long absence, though it may be increased by short intermissions.

When you part from your friend, you grieve not; For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.

Man is a knot, a web, a mesh into which relationships are tied.

All love that has not friendship for its base, Is like a mansion built upon the sand.

A man’s growth is seen in the successive choirs of his friends.