"I don't need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better."
"When a man's eyes are sore his friends do not let him finger them, however much he wishes to, nor do they themselves touch the inflammation: But a man sunk in grief suffers every chance comer to stir and augment his affliction like a running sore; and by reason of the fingering and consequent irritation it hardens into a serious and intractable evil."
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Source: Plutarch (2011). “Plutarch's Lives”, p.528, Bantam
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