Are not all lifelong friendships born at the moment when at last you meet another human being who has some inkling…of that something which you were born desiring, and which, beneath the flux of other desires and in all the momentary silences between louder passions, night and day, year by year, from childhood to old age, you are looking for, watching for, listening for?

Are not all lifelong friendships born at the moment when at last you meet another human being who has some inkling…of that something which you were born desiring, and which, beneath the flux of other desires and in all the momentary silences between louder passions, night and day, year by year, from childhood to old age, you are looking for, watching for, listening for?

C.S. Lewis. The Problem of Pain.

It is such a joy to find those sorts of friends, isn’t it? I find that sometimes it is crystal clear in that very moment. And sometimes, it is only months into a friendship that I recognize how dear the person is … and how long that friendship will last.

For me, these sorts of friendships are pure gift, undeserved, and the secure joy upon which a sane life is built.

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