Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
People can be divided into these types: strangers, acquaintances, familiar people, friends, and close friends. True friendship isn't about compliments to your face, but whether you're mentioned when they talk about friends behind your back.