Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.

We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone.

Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.