A friend may be waiting behind a stranger's face.

Maya Angelou
A friend may be waiting behind a stranger's face.
A friend may be waiting behind a stranger's face.
A friend may be waiting behind a stranger's face.
A friend may be waiting behind a stranger's face.
About This Quote

This quote is a reminder that we cannot know each and every person in our life. We may know them well enough to call them a friend but we can’t be sure we know everything about them. A friend may be waiting behind a stranger's face and we may not know it until it is too late. This quote is a reminder to always be wary of people and the relationship you have with them.

Source: Letter To My Daughter

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