"I have friends who do not know how much they are my friends.
They do not realize the love I devote to them and the absolute need I have in them.
Friendship is a nobler sentiment than love,
as it allows it's object to be shared in other affections,
while love has inherent jealousy, which does not admit rivalry.
And I could bear, though not without pain,
the death of all my loves,
but would go insane if all my friends died!
Even those who do not realize how much they are my friends
and how much my life depends on their existence ...
Some of them I don't even try to reach, it's good enough to know that they exist.
This mere condition encourages me to move forward in life.
But because I