Friendship is almost always the union of a part of one mind with the part of another; people are friends in spots.

Friends are generally of the same sex, for when men and women agree,it is only in the conclusions; their reasons are always different.

Friends need not agree in everything or go always together, or have no comparable other friendships of the same intimacy.

Chaos is perhaps at the bottom of everything.

And in spite of David and Jonathan, Hamlet and Horatio, Caesar and Antony, Bush and Blair, women have a greater gift, I think, for friendship.

In the words of Marcel Proust - and this applies to any woman in the world - if you can stay up and listen with a fair degree of attention to whatever garbage,…

Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.