The mere process of growing old together will make our slightest acquaintances seem like bosom friends.
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The mere process of growing old together will make the slightest acquaintance seem a bosom friend.
It is a maxim of old that among themselves all things are common to friends.
Acquaintances we meet, enjoy, and can easily leave behind; but friendship grows deep roots.
You don't have to have anything in common with people you've known since you were five. With old friends, you've got your whole life in common.
Friendships are discovered rather than made.
It takes a long time to grow an old friend.
To be with old friends is very warming and comforting.
Old friendships are like meats served up repeatedly, cold, comfortless, and distasteful. The stomach turns against them.
It's no good trying to keep up old friendships. It's painful for both sides. The fact is, one grows out of people, and the only thing is to face it.
Being friends with anyone for 30 years is no easy task - people change, they drift apart, they move on.