It has assumed all my
wrinkles, does not hurt me anywhere, has moulded itself on my
deformities, and is complacent to all my movements, and I only feel its
presence because it keeps me warm. Old coats and old friends are the
same thing.
--_Hugo_.
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Judge not thy friend until thou standest in his place.
--_Rabbi Hillel_.
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Let no man think he is loved by any man when he loves no man.
--_Epictetus_.
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My friend peers in on me with merry
Wise face, and though the sky stay dim,
The very light of day, the very
Sun's self comes in with him.
--_A. C. Swinburne_.
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O sweeter than the honey well,
Deep in the sweetest rose of June,
And all sweet things the tongue can tell
On clover-scented afternoon,
Is friendship that has lived for years
Through fortune, failure, and through tears.
Though he who wears it sacredly
Be swarted like the rafters are
That shelter him, eternity
May hold few jewels half so rare!
And God will find for such a friend
Some sweeter slumber in the end.
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