Silences make the real conversation between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what count.
A friend hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.
A joy shred is doubled.
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Happiness seems made to be shred.
Hold a true friend with both hands.
Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away and leaves behind only silence.
Life is nothing without friendship.
There’s nothing more precious in this world than the feeling of being wanted.
It’s the friends that you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.
When a friend asks there is no tomorrow.
What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult for each other.
Blind to all faults to a friend one must close one eye: to keep him two.
Ah, how good it feels the hand of an old friend.
A friend in need is a damned nuisance.
Love is blind; friendship closes its eyes.
A friend hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.
A joy shred is doubled.
ال
Happiness seems made to be shred.
Hold a true friend with both hands.
Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away and leaves behind only silence.
Life is nothing without friendship.
There’s nothing more precious in this world than the feeling of being wanted.
It’s the friends that you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.
When a friend asks there is no tomorrow.
What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult for each other.
Blind to all faults to a friend one must close one eye: to keep him two.
Ah, how good it feels the hand of an old friend.
A friend in need is a damned nuisance.
Love is blind; friendship closes its eyes.
