I like when I don't have to be careful what I say. That's when you know you're with the right people

The enemy of your enemy is your friend.

Often you shall think your road impassable, sombre and companionless. Have will and plod along; and round each curve you shall find a new companion.

Friendship is almost always the union of a part of one mind with a part of another; people are friends in spots.

Friendships begin with liking or gratitude — roots that can be pulled up.

Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away. -George Eliot.