"Love, friendship and respect do not unite people as much as a common hatred for something." — Anton Chekhov

Nothing so fortifies a friendship as a belief on the part of one friend that he is superior to the other

Think where mans glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends

The language of friendship is not words but meanings

The friend is the man who knows all about you, and still likes you

Life has no blessing like a prudent friend

It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them

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