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Original: «Olds friends are the greats blessings of one's latter years. Half a word eonveys one's meaning. They have memory of the same events, and have the same mode of thinking. I have young relations that may grow upon me, for my nature is affectionate, but can they grow old friends? My age forbids that. Still less can they grow companions. Is it a friendship to explain half one says? One must relate the history of one's memory and ideas; and what is that to the young but old stories? (es) |
