The Friday Clive

To the Ancients, Friendship seemed the happiest and most fully human of all loves; the crown of life and the school of virtue.  The modern world, in comparison, ignores it...Affection and Eros (romantic love) were too obviously connected with our nerves, too obviously shared with the brutes.  You could feel these tugging at your guts and fluttering in your diaphragm.  But in Friendship - in that luminous, tranquil, rational world of relationships freely chosen - you got away from all that. 



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