Starup high,oh, so bright,can you see mein the deep, dark night?Tell me what you wish for,star, I want to know the truth.Your lone and far off state I feel;we are as twins in this way since youth.My heart can sense how you long for a friend.Or is it my sole wish that with yours doth blend?

Laugh, and the world longs to be your friend.

Friends are those crazy people who keep coming back, in spite of being exposed to the real you.

When you reach the point you truly want someone to stop and listen, to hear even your unspoken words, to feel your depth of sorrow, to care unreservedly, and to completely understand—pray.

The actual secret to success: Be a better friend today than you were yesterday.