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Here around the ingle bleezing, Wha sae happy and sae free; Tho' the northern wind blaws freezing, Frien'ship warms baith you and me. |
Burns
Friends are the leaders of the bosom, being more ourselves than we are, and we complement our affections in theirs.
A. Bronson Alcott
Where you have friends you should not go to inns.
George Eliot
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More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? |
Tennyson