What is a friend? I will tell you . . . . it is someone with whom you dare to be yourself.
I sought my soul, but my soul I could not see. I sought my God, but my God eluded me. I sought my brother and I found all three.
The love of my life is the love between friends.
When Fascism comes to America, it will be called anti-Fascism!
Friends are the angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
Well, pull up an ice block and lend an ear. Now you know how Santa uses these flying reindeer to pull his sleigh.