I hate it when people say someone got hit by a stray bullet. The bullet travels in a straight line, following the rules of physics. Whats so stray about that? - George Carlin
A friend is one to whom you can pour out the contents of your heart, chaff and grain alike. Knowing that the gentlest of hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.