Friendship

When you truly care for someone, you don't look for faults, you don't look for answers, you don't look for mistakes. Instead, you fight the mistakes, you accept the faults, and you overlook the excuses. Never abandon an old friend, you will never find one who can take his place. Friendship is like wine, it gets better as it grows older.

A friend is one to whom one may pour out the contents of one's heart, chaff and grain together, knowing that the gentlest of hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away.

The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've ever had.

A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out. A friend is one who knows us, but loves us anyway.

A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.

The greatest challenge in being a friend is not listening when words are spoken, but hearing and feeling even though there is nothing but silence.

When it hurts to look back and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you and your best friend will be there.