“I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar.”
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Today I bent the truth to be kind, and I have no regret, for I am far surer of what is kind than I am of what is true.
One's life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others, by means of love, friendship, indignation and compassion.
Why do we go around acting as though everything was friendship and reliability when basically everything everywhere is full of sudden hate and ugliness?
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.
