Pride is founded not on the sense of happiness, but on the sense of power.
William HazlittRead
Old friendships are like meats served up repeatedly, cold, comfortless, and distasteful. The stomach turns against them.
Interpretation
Old friendships can become unfulfilling and unpleasant over time.
This quote compares old friendships to repeatedly served cold meats, suggesting that, like stale food, these relationships lose their initial warmth and joy. As time goes on, what once provided comfort can become distasteful and leave one feeling unsettled, highlighting the natural evolution and sometimes decline of friendships as people change.
In practice
During a reunion speech, reflecting on how friendships have changed over the years.
Pride is founded not on the sense of happiness, but on the sense of power.
The world loves to be amused by hollow professions, to be deceived by flattering appearances, to live in a state of hallucination; and can forgive everything but the plain, downright, simple, honest truth.
Our repugnance to death increases in proportion to our consciousness of having lived in vain.
We can bear to be deprived of everything but our self-conceit.
There are few things in which we deceive ourselves more than in the esteem we profess to entertain for our firends. It is little better than a piece of quackery. The truth is, we think of them as we please, that is, as they please or displease us.
Prosperity is a great teacher; adversity is a greater. Possession pampers the mind; privation trains and strengthens it.
There are a good many fools who call me a friend, and also a good many friends who call me a fool.
Best friend, my well-spring in the wilderness!
When I do retire, I will miss the trips with the team, the jokes with my teammates, the habits: having breakfast with them, playing with them, all the little things.
We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.
You remember having friends who used to lampoon the world so effortlessly, crouching at the verge of every joke and waiting to pounce on it, and you remember how they changed as they grew older and the joy of questioning everything slowly became transformed into the pain of questioning everything, like a star consuming its own core.
only kindness that raises its head from the crowd of the world to say it is I you have been looking for, and then goes with you everywhere like a shadow or a friend.
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