And let your best be for your friend. If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also. For what is your friend that your should seek with him hours to kill? Seek with him always hours to live. For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness. And in the sweetness of friendship, let there be laughter, and the sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
Khalil GibranThus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names.
Khalil GibranThe nearest to my heart are a king without a kingdom and a poor man who does not know how to beg.
Khalil Gibran