Friends are like fiddle strings; they must not be screwed too tight.
He preacheth patience that never knew pain.
He that ceaseth to be a friend never was a good one.
He who knows himself best esteems himself least.
Violence in the voice is often only the death rattle of reason in the throat.
Courage ought to have eyes as well as arms.
Every dog is a lion at home.
Few there are that will endure a true friend.