690
A gift kept back where it was hoped, often separateth chief friends.
691
Strange to say,—I am the only one of my friends I can rely upon.
—Terence.
692
There is no living without friends.
—Portuguese.
A gift kept back where it was hoped, often separateth chief friends.
Strange to say,—I am the only one of my friends I can rely upon.
—Terence.
There is no living without friends.
—Portuguese.