Only solitary men know the full joys of friendship. Others have their family but to a solitary and an exile his friends are everything. – Warren G. Harding
When I was growing up, my mother was always a friend to my siblings and me (in addition to being all the other things a mom is), and I was always grateful for that because I knew she was someone I could talk to and joke with, and argue with and that nothing would ever harm that friendship. – Marlo Thomas

