You’re terrific as far as I’m concerned, and that’s what counts. You’re my best friend, and I think you’re sensational.
What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn’t happen much, though.
What friends do with us and for us is a real part of our life; for it strengthens and advances our personality. The assault of our enemies is not part of our life; it is only part of our experience; we throw it off and guard ourselves against it as against frost, storm, rain, hail, or any other of the external evils which may be expected to happen.
There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves; it is not my nature.