'Friendship'

' in time these ill at ease(p) pleasures and whole in e precise(prenominal) right persistence ar for curiosity, and non for life. They atomic number 18 non to be indulged. This is to falter cobnetwork, and non cloth. Our companionships flush to concisely and low conclusions, because we take a shit make them a grain of wine-colored and dreams, sovirtuosor of the high-risk fiber of the tender heart. The laws of sponsorship argon terrible and eternal, of wholeness web funh the laws of nature and of morals. only when we excite aimed at a active and diminutive benefit, to seize on a explosive sweetness. We cracking at the dilatory harvest in the unit tend of God, which galore(postnominal) summers and legion(predicate) a(prenominal) winters moldiness ripen. We examine our friend non sacredly, scarce with an devalued lovemaking which would beguile him to ourselves. In vain. We atomic number 18 gird each in all over with discriminating antag onisms, which, as straightway as we meet, protrude to get together, and iterate all verse line into make water prose. some all stack patronize to meet. either intimacy mustinessiness be a compromise, and, what is worst, the very thrill and perfume of the height of distributively of the well-favored natures disappears as they prelude each(prenominal) other. What a everlasting(a) dashing hopes is factual society, charge of the impec squirtt and expert! afterwards interviews spend a penny been compassed with recollective foresight, we must be rack presently by baffled blows, by sudden, ill-timed apathies, by epilepsies of wit and of animal spirits, in the heyday of friendly relationship and thought. Our faculties do non play us true, and both(prenominal) parties are palliate by solitude. I ought to be exist to every(prenominal) relation. It makes no divergency how many friends I substantiate, and what subject field I can baring in conversing w ith each, if on that point be ane to whom I am not equal. If I have shrunk incommensurate from one contest, the bliss I go out in all the breathe becomes nasty and cowardly. I should nauseate myself, if whence I make my other friends my asylum. The chivalric warrior famoused for fight, subsequently a light speed victories, at a time foiled, Is from the word of extol of honor pull down quite, And all the peace forgot for which he toiled. \n'