The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.

There can't be a quarrel without two parties, and I won't be one. I will be a friend to you in spite of you. So now you know what you've got to expect

And what's the best of all, you've been more comfortable alonger me, since I was under a dark cloud, than when the sun shone. That's best of all.

To die is our heavy portion, but, oh, let us die with life about us; when our cold hearts cease to beat, let warm hearts be beating near (...).

A day wasted on others is not wasted on oneself.

Come! Let us make that bargain. Think of me at my best, if circumstances should ever part us!

"Do not repine, my friends," said Mr. Pecksniff, tenderly. "Do not weep for me. It is chronic."

Friendship? Yes Please.