| On Friendship | |
| And a youth said, "Speak to us of Friendship." | |
| Your friend is your needs answered. | |
| He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving. | |
| And he is your board and your fireside. | |
| For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace. | |
| When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay." | |
| And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart; | |
| For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed. | |
| When you part from your friend, you grieve not; | |
| For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain. | |
| And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit. | |
| For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught. | |
| And let your best be for your friend. | |
| If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also. | |
| For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill? | |
| Seek him always with hours to live. | |
| For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness. | |
| And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. | |
| For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. |