January 24, 2012

I find the term “friend” is often used way too generally. We tend to call those we know outside our family or workplace, friends- while in truth, they are merely acquaintances.

“Those who quickly show the marks of friendship to each other wish to be friends, but are not friends unless they both are lovable and know the fact; for a wish for friendship may arise quickly, but friendship does not.”

– Aristotle

Here are official definitions of both words:


  • a person whom one knows
  • someone recognized by sight or someone known, though not intimately
  • a person one knows by a relationship less intimate than friendship


  • a person whom one knows, likes, and trusts.
  • a person whom one knows; an acquaintance.
  • a person with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause; a comrade.
  • one attached to another by affection or esteem
  • one that is not hostile
  • a person with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically one exclusive of sexual or family relations
  • a person known well to another and regarded with liking, affection and loyalty


“A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud.”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson

To me, a friend is someone you choose to hang out with; to watch your favorite movies with; to party with and to absolutely do nothing with- someone that you don’t have to see but would truly like to see.


To me, a best friend is someone who knows you better than you know yourself and still chooses and wants to be around you; someone you call without any hesitation whether you are at your best or at your worst; someone you can implicitly trust with your secrets and most fragile feelings; someone that has your back and is loyal and true to you; someone who is painfully honest and is caring enough to criticize or compliment you as you may so deserve- someone you feel free to be yourself with; without any reservations or fear. A best friend is someone you go to on a dreary Sunday afternoon when your spirits are way low and nothing makes any sense- when the air you breathe feels too heavy to inhale.


The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when you discover that someone else believes in you and is willing to trust you with a friendship.

– Ralph Waldo Emerson


Therefore, I seldom take up a friend and only once in the bluest moon single out someone as my best friend. Most people swim in a sea of friends; but never have the fortune of realizing a single best friend.


Perfect friendship is the friendship of men who are good, and alike in virtue; for these wish well alike to each other qua good, and they are good themselves. Now those who wish well to their friends for their sake are most truly friends; for they do this by reason of own nature and not incidentally; therefore their friendship lasts as long as they are good-and goodness is an enduring thing…But it is natural that such friendships should be infrequent; for such men are rare.

– Aristotle

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