Whom I may whisper—solitude is sweet.
—Cowper.
Hand grasps hand, eye lights eye, in good Friendship. And great hearts expand and grow one in the sense of this world’s life.
—Browning.
How few are there born with souls capable of friendship. Then how much fewer must there be capable of love, for love includes friendship and much more besides!
He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare, And he who has an enemy will meet him everywhere.