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"True happiness consists not in the multitude of friends, but in the worth and choice." Thus spoke Ben Jonson, poet of the Elizabethan age, whose words still ring with the wisdom of centuries. In this saying, he uncovers a truth that lies hidden beneath the noise of human desire: that friendship, like gold, is not measured by abundance, but by purity. To gather many companions is easy; to find one of worth is rare. And in that rarity lies the secret of true happiness, for the heart that seeks quantity over quality will never know peace, but the soul that cherishes a few noble bonds walks in quiet strength.

Jonson lived in a world of courts and crowds, of artists and kings, where men sought favor and applause as proof of their worth. Yet he, wise in the nature of men, saw how easily multitude becomes emptiness. The many may flatter you, but only the worthy will stand beside you when storms come. The laughter of the crowd fades quickly; the voice of a true friend endures like music through the years. Thus, he reminds us that friendship is not a marketplace of faces, but a covenant of hearts. Choice, not chance, builds the kind of bond that withstands time.

From the ancient days, the sages have spoken of this. Aristotle himself taught that there are three kinds of friendship: those of pleasure, of utility, and of virtue. The first two are fleeting, bound by circumstance; but the last—the friendship of virtue—is rare and sacred. It is not born of what one gains, but of what one gives. Such friendship is a mirror to the soul, where two spirits reflect and refine one another. To seek this kind of bond requires discernment—the courage to look beyond charm and flattery to the worth of character.

Consider the friendship of David and Jonathan in the ancient scriptures. David was a shepherd boy; Jonathan, a prince. Yet between them grew a bond deeper than blood, rooted not in advantage or gain, but in mutual honor. When envy and danger shadowed David’s life, Jonathan risked his own crown to protect him. This is the kind of friendship Jonson meant: not one of many words or fleeting smiles, but one built upon loyalty, sacrifice, and shared virtue. Though their paths were torn apart by fate, their story lives as a testament to the eternal strength of chosen friendship.

In every age, men and women seek to be surrounded by many, believing that abundance means acceptance. Yet how often does such multitude lead to loneliness! The one who is praised by all is often understood by none. But he who walks with a few kindred souls walks in sunlight even through shadow. One true friend is more precious than a hundred admirers, for admiration feeds the pride, but friendship nourishes the heart. The multitude may celebrate your success, but the chosen few will stand by you when all else falls away.

True happiness, as Jonson teaches, is not found in being known by many, but in being loved by the right ones. To find such friends, you must first become worthy of them yourself. As iron sharpens iron, so one soul strengthens another. Seek those who call forth your best self, who speak truth even when it stings, who walk beside you not for gain but for goodness. And be that friend to others—a steady flame that warms, not a spark that burns out when the winds shift.

The lesson, then, is timeless and clear: choose your circle as a gardener chooses his seeds. Do not crowd your garden with many shallow roots; plant few, but tend them deeply. Let worth and choice guide your friendships, not vanity or convenience. For in the end, it is not the multitude that sustains you, but the chosen few who lift your soul. These are the companions who will share your laughter and bear your tears, whose presence will make even silence sweet.

So, my children of tomorrow, remember Ben Jonson’s wisdom: seek not to be surrounded by many, but to be joined to the worthy. Let your friendships be forged by truth, strengthened by trust, and tempered by time. In them, you will find not just companionship, but true happiness—the kind that neither fades nor fails, but endures as the light of one soul reflected in another.