Do you remember?
I climbed on your knee and said, 'You have a big, ugly nose!' Mother admonished me, and I quickly made amends by saying, 'But I like you.'" "I well remember, Max," I responded.

"That day was one of mutual conquest.

That is the prime condition of friendship: mutual conquest and mutual surrender.

But you must have other friends than me.

You see I am not jealous.