If one of two lovers is loyal, and the other jealous and false, how may their friendship last, for Love is slain!
False friendship, like the ivy, decays and ruins the walls it embraces; but true friendship gives new life and animation to the object it supports.
In friendship we find nothing false or insincere; everything is straight forward, and springs from the heart.
To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.
A good friend is a connection to life - a tie to the past, a road to the future, the key to sanity in a totally insane world.