“Just a word is friend, yet when seen on a screen will bring a beaming smile to the writer and receiver of the word.... Friend.”

“There's not a word yet, for old friends who've just met.”

“I think of you as a friend. I used to think "friend" was just another word... Nothing more, nothing less. But when I met you, I realized what was important was the word's meaning.”

“A writer should be a recluse. Why share words with a few friends in the moment when they can be written down in solitude and shared with everybody at any time?”

“O Ye Seeming Fair Yet Inwardly Foul!Ye are like clear but bitter water, which to outward seeming is crystal pure but of which, when tested by the divine Assayer, not a drop is accepted. Yea the sun beam falls alike upon the dust and the mirror, yet differ they in reflection even as doth the star from the earth: nay, immeasurable is the difference!O My Friend In Word!Ponder awhile. Hast thou ever heard that friend and foe should abide in one heart? Cast out then the stranger, that the Friend may enter his home.”

“I loved the solar smile he would turn on his friends at times--and on me--nonplussing us when he simply left it on us, full-beam, for such a long, long moment that we'd finally have no choice but to realize this was no social smile, no rote kind of friendliness: this was what it felt like to be completely seen and loved for a moment.”