There is no friend like an old friend who has shared our morning days, no greeting like his welcome, no homage like his praise.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
A friend is a beloved mystery; dearest always because he is not ourself, and has something in him which it is impossible for us to fathom. If it were not so, friendship would lose its chief zest.
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.
Greet every morning with open arms and say thanks every night with a full heart. Each day is a precious gift to be savored and used, not left unopened and hoarded for a future that may never come.
No one leaves an old friend unless they are ashamed.
A friend who is near and dear may in time become as useless as a relative.
Friendship is the shadow of the evening, which increases with the setting sun of life.
The dearest friend on earth is a mere shadow compared to Jesus Christ.
Friendship needs no words - it is solitude delivered from the anguish of loneliness.
A friend to all is a friend to none.
I love such mirth as does not make friends ashamed to look upon one another next morning.