True friends are doorways to our souls, and loving friends are the grasses that soften the world.
It is no accident that the German root of friendship means “place of high safety.”
This safety opens us to God. As Cicero said, “A friend is a second self.”
And, as Saint Martin said, “My friends are the beings through whom God loves me.”
There can be no greater or simpler ambition than to be a friend.
Mark Nepo
** many of the guys in this picture had not seen each other in fifty years
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