Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like
the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives. The important
thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend - or a
meaningful day.
I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people
are just idiots. I've learned. . . that we don't have to change
friends if we understand that friends change. I've learned
that no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you
every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
The friends who grew up with you deserve a special respect.
The ones who stuck by you shoulder to shoulder, in a time
where nothing was certain, all life lay ahead, and every
road led home.
Don't flatter yourself that friendship authorizes you to say
disagreeable things to your intimates. The nearer you come into
relation with a person, the more necessary do tact and courtesy
become.
It is great to have friends when one is young, but indeed
it is still more so when you are getting old. When we are
young, friends are like everything else a matter of course.
In the old days we know what it means to have them.
Friendship is a treasure that always help us overcome any kind
of difficulty, Friendship is a comfort for, somehow which
always understand worries and emotions, Friendship is a
blessing because it teaches the way to live.
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