"And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed."
Gibran, who else. Came across these lines while looking up some other piece of Gibran's work, and needless to say, loved it and completely agreed with it.
On a separate note (or not entirely), met an old friend after a really long time. Nothing like meeting an old friend and picking up the conversation from where you left off. Had the best week!