Rejoicing in our joy, not suffering over our suffering, makes someone a friend.

A friend to me has no race, no class and belongs to no minority. My friendships were formed out of affection, mutual respect and a feeling of having something strong in common. These are eternal values that cannot be racially classified. This is the way I look at race.

The only service a friend can really render is to keep up your courage by holding up to you a mirror in which you can see a noble image of yourself.

A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel, or not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at any moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is.

There are no laws, there are no rules, just grab your friend and love him.

With friends, one is well; but at home, one is better.