Virtue (n.) is the parent and preserver of friendship, and without it friendship cannot possibly exist.
Virtue (n.) is a beacon-light: nothing inspires love, nothing conciliates affection, like it.
Virtue (n.) is not rigid and unyielding as iron; it is so supple that it expands at a friend's good fortune and contracts at his misfortunes.
Virtue (n.) is, after all, a man's best support.
Virtue (n.) is powerless alone to reach the highest objects, but may reach them in partnership with another.
Virtue (n.) naturally loves herself, for she knows herself and perceives how worthy of love she is.
Virtue (n.) is possessed by fewer people than wish to be thought to possess it — and those are the people who delight in flattery.
Virtue (n.) is what we love in a friend, and that does not suffer death.