A friend is one soul abiding in two bodies.
O friend unseen, unborn, unknown, Student of our sweet English tongue, I never indulge in poetics – Unless I am down with rheumatics.
The good man is the friend of all living things.
With eye upraised his master’s looks to scan, The joy, the solace, and the aid of man; The rich man’s guardian, and the poor man’s friend, The only creature faithful to the end.
The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.
A cat will be your friend, but never your slave.
Too few rejoice at a friend’s good fortune.
The thing about not being historically a mainstream writer is that everyone feels like you’re theirs: you’re their friend.
Defender of the liberty that I idolize, myself more free than anyone, in coming as a friend to offer my services to this intriguing republic, I bring to it only my frankness and my good will; no ambition, no self-interest; in working for my glory, I work for their happiness.
A friend to all is a friend to none.