When times are rough
And all goes wrong
And every hill is up
When all but a few
Turn their backs on you
I''ll be one of the few
Who''ll always be there for you
A Broken Star Asked Me To Choose A Million Dollars & A Nice Friend.
It Took Me A Second In Choosing Million Dollars. Why? Bcoz I Already Have You . . . . . ;->
Thank you for touching my life in ways you may never know.
My riches do not lie in material wealth but in having friends like you a precious gi ft from God!
ThE iMpOrTaNcE oF
gOoD aNd SiNcErE fRiEnDs
In OuR lIvEs Is LiKe
ThE iMpOrTaNcE oF hEaRtBeAtS !
ThEy ArE nOt ViSiBlE,
bUt
ThEy SiLeNtLy SuPpOrT oUr LiFe... [=
A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud. I am arrived at last in the presence of a man so real and equal, that I may drop even those undermost garments of dissimulation, courtesy, and second thought, which men never put off, and may deal with him with the simplicity and wholeness with which one chemical atom meets another.
FrIeNsHiP iS Da OnLy ReLaTiOnShIp ThAt wE cAn "ChOoSe". . .
A tRuE fReNd iS SoMeOnE WhO sTaNdS bY u iNtHe DaRkEsT hOuR
&
sAy
"dOn''T wOrRy I aM hErE ! !"
