Sometimes the World Gives So
Many Reason To Hate It..
But Whenever it Happens
I Just Stop 'n Think Of You 'n Say
How Can I Hate This World When
You Are A Part Of It ..! :)
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.
Alone I can only say but together we can shout, alone I can only smile but together we can laugh, alone I can only live but together we can celebrate. That''s being friends.
