Pat ConroyAmong the worst things about growing old is the loss of those irreplaceable friends who added richness and depth to your life.
About This Quote
The first line of this quote is about the loss of friends as we grow older, but the second line is about the deep relationships we form with those friends. It’s easy for us to remember the fun times we had together, but it’s harder to remember deep relationships. The core friendships we developed with our best friends during our childhood and adolescence become even more important as we become adults.
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