Quote by Lucius Annaeus Seneca
One of the most beautiful qualities of true friendship is to understand and to be understood.
People say true friends should always hold hands, but true friends don't need to hold hands because they know that the other hand will always be there. Anonymous
A strong friendship doesn't need daily conversation or being together. As long as the relationship lives in the heart, true friends are never apart. Anonymous
Since love grows within you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul. Saint Augustine
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen nor even touched, but just felt in the heart. Helen Keller
Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light. Helen Keller
It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages. Friedrich Nietzsche
Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.
Friendship is born at the moment when one person says to another, 'What? You too! I thought I was the only one.' Clive Staples Lewis
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. Jane Austen
I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing. Katherine Mansfield
Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing. Mother Teresa
A true friend knows your weaknesses but shows you your strengths; feels your fears but fortifies your faith; sees your anxieties but frees your spirit; recognizes your disabilities but emphasizes your possibilities.
Beauty is certainly a soft, smooth, slippery thing, and therefore of a nature which easily slips in and permeates our souls. Plato
What draws people to be friends is that they see the same truth. They share it. Clive Staples Lewis
A thing of beauty is a joy forever: Its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness. John Keats