Constant use will not wear ragged the fabric of friendship.
Fear makes strangers of people who would be friends.
Friends are relatives you make for yourself.
The language of friendship is not words but meanings.
Friends may come and go but enemies accumulate.
A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.
Friends: People who borrow my books and set wet glasses on them.
A true friend never gets in your way unless you happen to be going down.
Friendship is one mind in two bodies.
A friend is the only person you will let into the house when you are turning
out drawers.
Hold a true friend with both your hands.


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