Old friends become bitter enemies on a sudden for toys and small offenses.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Old friendships are like meats served up repeatedly, cold, comfortless, and distasteful. The stomach turns against them.
Breaking with old friends is one of the most painful of the changes in all that piling up of a multitude of small distasteful changes that constitutes growing older.
An injured friend is the bitterest of foes.
It is bitter to lose a friend to evil, before one loses him to death.
A quarrel between friends, when made up, adds a new tie to friendship.
There's something about childhood friends that you just can't replace.
Friendships are fragile things, and require as much handling as any other fragile and precious thing.
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.
Old friends are best.
Old friends die on you, and they're irreplaceable. You become dependent.