None fills the void like the company of a true friend.

Companionship was at the top of Epicurus's list of life's pleasures. He wrote, 'Of all the things that wisdom provides to help one live one's entire life in happiness, the greatest by far is the possession of friendship.

Having someone wonder where you are when you don't come home at night is a very old human need.

For us of course the shared activity and therefore the companionship on which Friendship supervenes will not often be a bodily one like hunting or fighting. It may be a common religion, common studies, a common profession, even a common recreation. All who share it will be our companions; but one or two or three who share something more will be our Friends. In this kind of love, as Emerson said, Do you love me? means Do you see the same truth? - Or at least, "Do you care about the same truth?" The man who agrees with us that some question, little regarded by others, is of great importance can be our Friend. He need not agree with us about the answer.

I use your love as a man burns a candle, burns it away, to light his steps.

April watched the rain a beat. “You need a lift to California, and you need money to do that. I’ve got a guy who can help you.”
“But you don’t know me. I don’t know you.”
“Yeah, but that’s how everyone starts out,” April said.