Of my friends, I am the only one I have left.

A broken friendship may be soldered but will never be sound.

Friendship! Sir, there can be no such thing without an equality.

Real friends offer both hard truths and soft landings.

I am weary of friends, and friendships are all monsters.

A friend in power is a friend lost.

Friendship was given by nature to be an assistant to virtue, not a companion to vice.

Friendship is a plant that loves the sun—thrives ill under clouds.

In real friendship the judgment, the genius, the prudence of each party become the common property of both.

Friends are ourselves.

One’s friends are divided into two classes, those one knows because one must and those one knows because one mustn’t.

True friendship withstands time, distance, and silence.

I have often said that if I wish to name-drop, I have only to list my ex-friends.