Friday, March 20, 2009
My Friend, My Shelter
Here's Gigi with her very Best Friend Flavia.
A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.
~ Donna Roberts
Friends are kisses blown to us by angels.
I like her because she smiles at me and means it.
The friend who holds your hand and says the wrong thing is made of dearer stuff than the one who stays away.
I felt it shelter to speak to you.
Hold a true friend with both your hands.
Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.
She is a friend of mind. She gather me, man. The pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order. It's good, you know, when you got a woman who is a friend of your mind.
~Toni Morrison, Beloved