The ring of coin is often the knell of friendship.
—Unknown.
The sweet sincerity of joy and peace which I draw from this alliance with my brother’s soul, is the nut itself, whereof all nature and all thought is but the husk and shell. Happy is the house that shelters a friend! It might well be built, like a festal bower or arch, to entertain him a single day. Happier, if he know the solemnity of that relation, and honor its law.
—Emerson.
Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend,
And round his dwelling guardian saints attend;