They thrived on the rapid turnover of acquaintances, the lack of involvement with others, and the total self-sufficiency of lives which, needing nothing, were never dissapointed.

I talked to a calzone for fifteen minutes last night before I realized it was just an introverted pizza. I wish all my acquaintances were so tasty.

Friends are not a number. You can’t collect connections. You can’t just go out one day and be like, “Hey, I need some friends!” *goes shopping, scours social media*

There are no coincidences in life. What person that wandered in and out of your life was there for some purpose, even if they caused you harm. Sometimes, it doesn’t make sense the short periods...

Propose a new concept, most people especially acquaintances will outrightly reject it on knowing that it’s from an ordinary person; but when the same becomes the popular subject, none will ever reflect to accept that...

A man ranks lowest on the credibility index; if he refrains to appreciate the creative instinct of his acquaintances jealously, but likes the similar nature works of others especially famous persons.

An acquaintance merely enjoys your company, a fair-weather companion flatters when all is well, a true friend has your best interests at heart and the pluck to tell you what you need to hear.

I did not look for her, because I was afraid of dispelling the mystery we attach to people whom we know only casually.