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.
Karo karam ya sitam gila hum nahi karte,
pathro pe yakinan phul khila nahi karte,
mita do humko dil se magar ye khyal rahe,
hum jaise yaar jaldi mila nahi karte.
We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop there is at last a drop which makes it run over, so in a series of kindness there is at last one which makes the heart run over.
