How do I look?" he asked.Barret grinned. "Old."Moog glanced over appraisingly. "Tired."Gabriel snorted a laugh. "Fuck yo — Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld
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How do I look?" he asked.Barret grinned. "Old."Moog glanced over appraisingly. "Tired."Gabriel snorted a laugh. "Fuck you guys.

— Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld
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Affinities are rare. They come but a few times in a life. It is awful to risk losing one when it arrives. — Florence H. Winterburn
Rather throw away that which is dearest to you your own life than turn away a good friend. — Sophocles
Thine own friend and thy father's friend forsake not. — Bible
The best way to keep your friends is not to give them away. — Wilson Mizner
I never enter a new company without the hope that I may discover a friend perhaps the friend sitting there with an exp — Arthur Christopher Benson
Since there is nothing so well worth having as friends never lose a chance to make them. — Francesco Guicciardini
If a man does not make new acquaintances as he advances through life he will soon find himself left alone. — Samuel Johnson
A man's growth is seen in the successive choirs of his friends. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every man passes his life in the search after friendship. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
What causes us to like new acquaintances is not so much weariness of our old ones or the pleasure of change as disgust — Francois de La Rochefoucauld
A new acquaintance is like a new book. I prefer it even if bad to a classic. — Benjamin Disraeli
To cement a new friendship especially between foreigners or persons of a different social world a spark with which bot — George Santayana