Friendship! Mysterious cement of the soul, Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Friendship's the wine of life: but friendship new... is neither strong nor pure.
What friends or kindred can be so close and intimate as the powers of our soul, which, whether we will or no, must ever bear us company?
Friendship is something that is cultivated.
Some of the choicest blessings of my life have been the close friendships I have experienced over the years. Often, these friendships have been forged in the fires of shared experience.
Friendship has always belonged to the core of my spiritual journey.
Friendship is a disinterested commerce between equals; love, an abject intercourse between tyrants and slaves.
Friendship is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
There is nothing on this earth more to be prized than true friendship.
But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold.
Friendship is but another name for an alliance with the follies and the misfortunes of others. Our own share of miseries is sufficient: why enter then as volunteers into those of another?