Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.
Friendship is a plant of slow growth and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity before it is entitled to the appellation.
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
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 shadow of the evening, which increases with the setting sun of life.