“Melancholy,my old friend,visits frequent,once again.”

“I visited my old haunt, but somehow without all my old friends there with me, the cemetery just wasn’t the same.”

“A melancholy lesson of advancing years is the realisation that you can't make old friends.”

“Old stories are like old friends, she used to say. You have to visit them from time to time.”

“How frequently has melancholy and even misanthropy taken possession of me, when the world has disgusted me, and friends have proven unkind. I have then considered myself as a particle broken off from the grand mass of mankind.”

“My wife was on a visit to her aunt's, and for a few days I was a dweller once more in my old quarters at Baker Street.'Why,' said I, glancing up at my companion, 'that was surely the bell? Who could come tonight? Some friend of yours, perhaps?''Except yourself I have none,' he answered. 'I do not encourage visitors.”