There are two elements that go to the composition of friendship--truth
and tenderness.

--_Emerson_.

There are a thousand nameless ties,
Which only such as feel them know;
Of kindred thoughts, deep sympathies,
And untold fancy spells, which throw
O'er ardent minds and faithful hearts
A chain whose charmed links so blend,
That the light circlet but imparts
Its force in these fond words, _My friend_.

--_Mrs. Dinnies_.

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We talk of choosing our friends, but friends are self-elected.

--_Emerson_.

Wanting to have a friend is altogether different from wanting to be a
friend. The former is a mere natural human craving, the latter is the
life of Christ in the soul.

--_J. R. Hitter_.

Whoever undertakes a friend's great part,
Should be renewed in nature, pure in heart,