I DO NOT think we can be friends my dear Montaigne

I enjoyed reading Montaigne's and Bacon's thoughts on friendship very much, when reading and thinking on such things one cannot help but get a warm fuzzy feeling regarding the matter. We also get warm fuzzy feelings watching "The Notebook" and "The Little Mermaid" because we are watching an idealized and oversimplified version of romantic relationships. I think the same holds true with Bacon and Montaigne, except in their cases they are idealizing and oversimplifying friendships to unrealistic standards and somewhat unnaplicable formulas. How am I supposed to relate to a friendship Montaigne describes as being of such a character it only occurs once every 300 hundred years. If I am honest with myself, I have to accept I will probably never experience friendship on such an epic proportion. It is about as bogus as claiming my romantic relationships are on par with Romeo and Juliette's intensity. Which leads me to wonder whether or not such idealized relationships are even worth pondering or applicable to my life because they are so far removed from reality. Ideals are good...but sometimes I feel that they may stop us from living the beauty of our own reality and being aware of the truths that our own experiences convey with even more profundity by the very fact that they are REAL.