There is nothing better than a friend, unless it is a friend with chocolate.
Professionally he declines and falls, and as a friend he drops into poetry.
A friendly swarry, consisting of a boiled leg of mutton with the usual trimmings.
I wish you could make a friend of me, Lizzie. Do you think you could? I have no more of what they call character, my dear, than a canary-bird, but I know I am trustworthy.
Many merry Christmases, friendships, great accumulation of cheerful recollections, affection on earth, and Heaven at last for all of us.
Friendship? Yes Please.
What are the odds so long as the fire of the soul is kindled at the taper of conviviality, and the wing of friendship never molts a feather?
Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine.
Many merry Christmases, many happy New Years. Unbroken friendships, great accumulations of cheerful recollections and affections on earth, and heaven for us all.
Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.
The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.
Try not to associate bodily defect with mental, my good friend, except for a solid reason
"Do not repine, my friends," said Mr. Pecksniff, tenderly. "Do not weep for me. It is chronic."