I learned something recently: our true friends are those who are with us when the good things happen. They cheer us on and are pleased by our triumphs. False friends only appear at difficult times, with their sad, supportive faces, when, in fact, our suffering is serving to console them for their miserable lives.

Intimate, loving, and enduring relationships with our family and close friends will be among the sources of the deepest joy in our lives.

Families come in all shapes and sizes, and they don't have to fit the perfect dream ideal to make you happy. They are the people that support and love you by giving you strength when you need it the most.

The kind of life I led really affected my family.

Living the right life is almost impossible if you have the wrong friends.

Someone said that if you're lonely at the top, it's because you didn't take anyone with you.

It's always good to have other people who you can lean on and pick you up when you're down and vice versa.

At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.

Sometimes family isn't the situation you're born into but the people who've chosen to love you along the way.

Sometimes our light goes out but is blown into flame by another human being. Each of us owes deepest thanks to those who have rekindled this light.

How do the people around you react to the sparks of life? Are they fire lighters who blow things up, or firefighters who calm things down?

Friends are those rare people who ask how we are and then wait to hear the answer.