Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

Friendship is Love without his wings!

Friendship often ends in love, but love in friendship - never.

It is not for minds like ours to give or to receive flatter; yet the praises of sincerity have ever been permitted to the voice of friendship

Lovers may be - and indeed generally are - enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.

Wives in their husbands' absences grow subtler, And daughters sometimes run off with the butler.