The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing... not healing, not curing... that is a friend who cares.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
A friend is a beloved mystery; dearest always because he is not ourself, and has something in him which it is impossible for us to fathom. If it were not so, friendship would lose its chief zest.
A friend is what the heart needs all the time.
A true friend is the greatest of all blessings, and that which we take the least care of all to acquire.
A blessed thing it is for any man or woman to have a friend, one human soul whom we can trust utterly, who knows the best and worst of us, and who loves us in spite of all our faults.
A friend should be one in whose understanding and virtue we can equally confide, and whose opinion we can value at once for its justness and its sincerity.
A friend who dies, it's something of you who dies.
The loss of a friend is like that of a limb; time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired.
My definition of a friend is somebody who adores you even though they know the things you're most ashamed of.
Every human being must find his own way to cope with severe loss, and the only job of a true friend is to facilitate whatever method he chooses.
One does nothing who tries to console a despondent person with word. A friend is one who aids with deeds at a critical time when deeds are called for.