"Either be a true friend or a mere stranger: a true friend will delight to do good--a mere stranger will do no harm."

Next Quote

That I grow sour, who only lack delight; That I descend to sneer, who only grieve: That from my depth I should contemn your height; That with my blame my mockery you receive; Huntress and splendour of the woodland night, Diana of this world, do not believe.

— Hilaire Belloc