Only enemies speak the truth. Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.
You sing the song in your heart and the people it resonates with are going to dance to it.
A friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself.
Our true friends are those who are with us when the good things happen. They cheer us on and are pleased by our triumphs. False friends only appear at difficult times, with their sad, supportive faces, when, in fact, our suffering is serving to console them for their miserable lives.
Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: 'What! You, too? I Thought I was the only one.'
Don`t be afraid of enemies who attack you. Be afraid of the friends who flatter you.
If conversation was the lyrics, laughter was the music, making time spent together a melody that could be replayed over and over without getting stale.
A good friend keeps your secrets for you. A best friend helps you keep your own secrets.
Silences make the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts.
It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.
Your friends will know you better in the first minute you meet than your acquaintances will know you in a thousand years.