Lay this unto your breast: Old friends, like old swords, still are trusted best.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Old friends are best.
But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast, for gentle ways are best, and keep aloof from sharp contentions.
Whatever possession we gain by our sword cannot be sure or lasting, but the love gained by kindness and moderation is certain and durable.
Friendship's the wine of life: but friendship new... is neither strong nor pure.
Indulge not thyself in the passion of anger; it is whetting a sword to wound thine own breast, or murder thy friend.
The sword is very handsome. I am too old and infirm, as you see, to ever use a sword again, but I am glad that my old mother state has not entirely forgotten me.
Old friendships are like meats served up repeatedly, cold, comfortless, and distasteful. The stomach turns against them.
My sister used to say I had a frail chest and she 'd beat me up all the time.
Yes'm, old friends is always best, 'less you can catch a new one that's fit to make an old one out of.
Old friends become bitter enemies on a sudden for toys and small offenses.