Even the utmost good-will and harmony and practical kindness are not sufficient for Friendship, for Friends do not live in harmony merely, as some say, but in melody. We do not wish for Friends to feed and clothe our bodies-neighbors are kind enough for that-but to do the like office to our spirits.
The language of friendship is not words but meanings.
The most I can do for my friend is simply be his friend.
Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.