What is a friend? I will tell you.
It is a person with whom you dare to be yourself.
The trick is not to rid your stomach of butterflies, but to make them fly in formation.
Nothing is easier than fault-finding; no talent, no self-denial, no brains, no character is required to set up in the grumbling business.
Hate is like an acid. It can do more damage to the vessel in which it is stored than to the object on which it is poured.
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