Promise me you’ll always remember: You’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.
Luckily the pleasures of friendship, of unreserved conversation, of similarity of taste and opinions, will make good amends for orange wine.
Friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain. It’s not something you learn in school. But if you haven’t learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven’t learned anything.
Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
We’re born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we’re not alone.
There is danger that we lose sight of what our friend is absolutely, while considering what she is to us alone.
One of the signs of passing youth is the birth of a sense of fellowship with other human beings as we take our place among them.
If one could be friendly with women, what a pleasure—the relationship so secret and private compared with relations with men. Why not write about it? Truthfully?