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"It is in the thirties that we want friends. In the forties we know they won't save us any more than love did."
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"A friend is someone who will always be there for you, in good and hard times."
"Don't appreciate me, I'm not up to it. Don't criticize me, I don't deserve it. Just be my friend and forgive me, because I am craving for it."
"Friendship is a gift forever;Cherish everyday, forget it never"
"Friendships - and indeed most relationships - are measured in the closeness of hearts, minds and soul ties... not in the distance of physical miles or even the passing of time."
"Rejoicing in our joy, not suffering over our suffering, makes someone a friend."
"A good friend loves you when the condition is better, a best friend holds your hand when you're in gutter."
"What lies before us? Horrible thoughts arise in my heart. If we had died before today we should have been happy."
"A good friend is someone who can love you like a dog and talk to you like a human."
"The depth of friendship depends on the depth of our love."
"Anyone can have a friend, but the one that would walk in a storm to find you is all you will ever need."
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"I'm inclined to reserve all judgments, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores."
"I became bored - that was all. Boredom, which is another name and a frequent disguise for vitality, became the unconscious motive of all my acts."
"In the morning you were never violently sorry-- you made no resolutions, but if you had overdone it and your heart was slightly out of order, you went on the wagon for a few days without saying anything about it, and waited until an accumulation of nervous boredom projected you into another party."
"I'm not sentimental--I'm as romantic as you are. The idea, you know,is that the sentimental person thinks things will last--the romanticperson has a desperate confidence that they won't."
"One o' clock. With her fork she would tantalize the heart of an adoring artichoke, while her escort served himself up in the thick, dripping sentences of an enraptured man. Four o'clock: her little feet moving to melody, her face distinct in the crowd, her partner happy as a petted puppy and mad as the immemorial hatter."
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