Old Friendship Quotes

I have always looked at life as a voyage, mostly wonderful, sometimes frightening. In my family and friends I have discovered treasure more valuable than gold.

The best mirror is an old friend.

As the years progress one increasingly realises the importance of friendship and human solidarity. And if a 90-year-old may offer some unsolicited advice on this occasion, it would be that you, irrespective of your age, should place human solidarity, the concern for the other, at the centre of the values by which you live.

We need old friends to help us grow old and new friends to help us stay young.

Say what you want about aging, it's still the only way to have old friends.

There is no friend like the old friend, who has shared our morning days, No greeting like his welcome, no homage like his praise: Fame is the scentless sunflower, with gaudy crown of gold; But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold.

Two may talk together under the same roof for many years, yet never really meet;

and two others at first speech are old friends.

I had a friend, Melissa, who was 28 years old.

She was my best friend's wife, and she was my wife's best friend. She died of breast cancer. When she passed away back in 2004 was the last time I cried.

My dear old dog, most constant of all friends.

There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.

You meet a friend - your face brightens. You have struck gold.

People really do like seeing their best friends humiliated;

a large part of the friendship is based on humiliation; and that is an old truth,well known to all intelligent people.

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.

My old grandmother always used to say, Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever.

When men drink, then they are rich and successful and win lawsuits and are happy and help their friends. Quickly, bring me a beaker of wine, so that I may wet my mind and say something clever.

The dog of your boyhood teaches you a great deal about friendship, and love, and death: Old Skip was my brother. They had buried him under our elm tree, they said-yet this wasn't totally true. For he really lay buried in my heart.

There's not a word yet, for old friends who've just met.

If there is anything in life in which I take a pardonable pride, it is my friendship for certain old woodsmen and hunters; obscure men, as far as the world is concerned, but faithful friends, loyal comrades.

Show me a genuine case of platonic friendship, and I shall show you two old or homely faces.

Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.

So, lively brisk old fellow, don't let age get you down.

White hairs or not, you can still be a lover.

Man is a dog's idea of what God should be.

Treat your friends as you do your pictures, and place them in their best light.

I'd like to be the sort of friend that you have been to me.

I'd like to be the help that you've been always glad to be; I'd like to mean as much to you each minute of the day, as you have meant, old friend of mine, to me along the way.

A dog doesn't care if you're rich or poor, big or small, young or old.

He doesn't care if you're not smart, not popular, not a good joke-teller, not the best athlete, nor the best-looking person. To your dog, you are the greatest, the smartest, the nicest human being who was ever born. You are his friend and protector.

Beautiful and rich is an old friendship, Grateful to the touch as ancient ivory, Smooth as aged wine, or sheen of tapestry Where light has lingered, intimate and long. Full of tears and warm is an old friendship That asks no longer deeds of gallantry, Or any deed at all- save that the friend shall be Alive and breathing somewhere, like a song.

The cracks in old friendships are measured in awkward pauses.

Life is partly what we make it, and partly what it is made by the friends we choose.

I always like to know everything about my new friends, and nothing about my old ones.

[My father] was generous with his affection, given to great, awkward, engulfing hugs, and I can remember so clearly the smell of his hugs, all starched shirt, tobacco, Old Spice, and Cutty Sark. Sometimes I think I've never been properly hugged since.

There is an old saying which, from its truth, has become proverbial, that friendships should be immortal, enmities mortal.

Cheese, wine, and a friend must be old to be good.

I've maintained old friendships, like with people I knew in the nineteen-seventies, but have lost the knack for meeting new people. This has a lot to do with my writing schedule. I don't want to be disturbed, and the willingness to be disturbed is, I think, part of being a good friend.

He who breaks a resolution is a weakling; He who makes one is a fool.