Never explain, your friends do not need it and your enemies will not believe you anyway.
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.
Another reason why we must love our enemies is that hate scars the soul and distorts the personality.
I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.
Many men are loved by their enemies, and hated by their friends, and are the friends of their enemies, and the enemies of their friends.
A best friend is someone who knows exactly what you are thinking about just by taking one quick glance at you.
Friends will always be there for you don't worry about the fakes, worry about the people who had your back from the start and never treated you wrong.
Just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them.
You must act in your friends' interests whether it pleases them or not; the object of love is to serve, not to win.
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.