Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another, 'What! You too? I thought I was the only one.'
Friendship is the only cement that will ever hold the world together.
Friendship is delicate as a glass, once broken it can be fixed but there will always be cracks.
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.
Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival.