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"Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine."
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"Friends are the real superheroes. They battle our worst enemies-loneliness, grief, anxiety, depression, fear, and doubt-every time they come around."
"A friend is a person who always understands your preoccupations, even when other people do not perceive them at all."
"After all we have few friends, if we don't show that we care about them, we will reach 0 friends..."
"Two a.m.' He swallowed, then said, "You know. The person you can call at two a.m. and, no matter what, you can count on them. Even if they're asleep or it's cold or you need to be bailed out of jail...they'll come for you. It's like, the highest level of friendship."
"Hey, and for what it's worth? Friends don't leave you alone in the woods. Friends are the ones who come and take you out."
"When we see a lonely fisherman, we ask where the boat is; when we see a lonely boat, we ask where the fisherman is! We love to see the good friends always together!"
"The only sensible ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing; second, the gratification of one's family and friends; and lastly, the solid cash."
"Love is flower like; Friendship is like a sheltering tree."
"Friendship is not about ships-no matter how big and fancy and expensive the yacht is."
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"There are not a few among the disciples of charity who require, in their vocation, scarcely less excitement than the votaries of pleasure in theirs."
"Minds like bodies will often fall into a pimpled ill-conditioned state from mere excess of comfort."
"All this time I had never been able to consider my own situation, nor could I do so yet. I had not the power to attend to it. I was greatly dejected and distressed, but in an incoherent wholesale sort of way. As to forming any plan for the future, I could as soon have formed an elephant. When I opened the shutters and looked out at the wet wild morning, all of a leaden hue; when I walked from room to room; when I sat down again shivering, before the fire, waiting for my laundress to appear; I thought how miserable I was, but hardly knew why, or how long I had been so, or on what day of the week I made the reflection, or even who I was that made it."
"A dream, all a dream, that ends in nothing, and leaves the sleeper where he lay down, but I wish you to know that you inspired it."
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