I was put in mind of a quotation from Hamlet today. Polonius’s advice to his son.
“Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them unto thy soul with hoops of steel”
I have a good friend who tonight gave me “Y Glust Glec”, one of the adventures of Tintin, and who has, over the last few months given me the following books-
Friendships like this are what Shakespeare was talking about
[edit- he wouldn’t let me buy him beers in return, saying he liked the books going to someone who enjoyed them. What’s the process of making someone a saint? He isn’t religious, let alone Catholic, but I’m sure in this case they would make an exception.]