Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth. While truths, on which eternal things depend, can hardly find a single friend.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
That one woman is capable of loving another is an historical truth; but never yet lived one who could not listen to her own praises at the expense of her adored friend.
A true friend is the greatest of all blessings, and that which we take the least care of all to acquire.
Friendship, like the immortality of the soul, is too good to be believed.
Eternal truth, eternal righteousness, eternal love; these only can triumph, for these only can endure.
Friendship, of itself a holy tie, is made more sacred by adversity.
Blessed are they who have the gift of making friends, for it is one of God's best gifts. It involves many things, but above all, the power of going out of one's self, and appreciating whatever is noble and loving in another.
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.
Friendship is the marriage of the soul, and this marriage is liable to divorce.
True friendship is a plant of slow growth, and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity, before it is entitled to the appellation.
The greatest friend of truth is Time, her greatest enemy is Prejudice, and her constant companion is Humility.