If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.
He makes no friend who never made a foe.
He that wrongs a friend Wrongs himself more, and ever bears about A silent court of justice in his breast, Himself the judge and jury, and himself The prisoner at the bar ever condemned.
He that wrongs his friend, wrongs himself more.
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