Daniel Dravot: Peachy, I’m heartily ashamed for gettin’ you killed instead of going home rich like you deserved to, on account of me bein’ so bleedin’ high and bloody mighty. Can you forgive me?
Peachy Carnehan: That I can and that I do, Danny, free and full and without let or hindrance.
Daniel Dravot: Everything’s all right then.
Peachy Carnehan: It took him half an hour to fall.
And my favorite story of friendship. I once had an intense, unrequited love for a man that had to explain to me the value of friendship. He taught me that friendship is actually the highest honor one can bestow on another. While he didn’t love me as I loved him, he felt real friendship for me. I was very young, and had a boyfriend at the time (my husband now), but I accepted the friendship and to this day, me and the man are friends. We call eachother Jonathan and David. I know that has nothing to do with anything, but I think I have always been looking for an excuse to tell that story.
ETA: I almost forgot to actually contribute. Since Malleus beat me to David and Jonathan, I will go with Shug and Ceilie.
Damon and Phintias
In Greek mythology, their friendship was the epitome of trust and loyalty. Since then, their relationship has been a template for many friendships in literature, just like my previous examples.
The real friendship between Publius Cornelius Scipio Africanus and Gaius Laelius must have been so noteworthy that Cicero was inspired to write a whole treatise on friendship, the Laelius de Amicitia (44 B.C.), based on this relationship.