“Friends . . old friends. . .
One sees how it ends.
A woman looks
Or a man tells lies,
And the pleasant brooks
And the quiet skies,
Ruined with brawling
And caterwauling,
Enchant no more
As they did before;
And so it ends
with friends.


Friends . . old friends . . .
And what if it ends?
Shall we dare to shirk
What we live to learn?
It has done its work,
It has served its turn;
And, forgive and forget
Or canker and fret,
We can be no more
As we were before.
When it ends it ends
with friends.”

“When I am with old friends… We recount what we have seen what we have felt the good and the evil that the Revolution has done all the assaults the days the nights the punishments and the fate of our unfortunate friends who perished in the time of Terror when good men feared for their lives We are beginning to see the twilight of the times in which our families were happy.”

“In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends.”

“Life that dares send
A challenge to his end,
And when it comes, say, Welcome, friend!”

“Dear Friends, for we have many Dangers past,
And greater, God these too will end at last.”

“I desire so to conduct the affairs of this administration that if at the end, when I come to lay down the reins of power, I have lost every other friend on earth, I shall at least have one friend left, and that friend shall be down inside of me.”

“And thus we all are nighing
The truth we fear to know:
Death will end our crying
For friends that come and go.”

“It's a lie in the end, you only satisfy your friends. ~ "So Much Work"”

“If the world did end. Would you be my apocalyptic friend?”

“Friend after friend departs;
Who hath not lost a friend?
There is no union here of hearts
That finds not here an end.”