A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.
Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it’s all over.
A true friend never gets in your way unless you happen to be going down.
There is nothing I wouldn’t do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves; it is not my nature.
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.
There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one’s self, the very meaning of one’s soul.
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.