But nobody did come, because nobody does;

I went through a period in my life when I had no friends, when the phone never rang, when I thought I would die from loneliness. I know that the real blessing here isn't that I have a book published, but that I have so many people to thank.

It's not your enemies who condemn you to solitude, it's your friends

I don’t have many friends, I just know a lot of people.

I have no friends even though I am cool.

At my age, all my friends, doctors, and attorneys are dead. The good thing about this is that there's no one left who can refute my stories.

But no one came. Because no one ever does.

No one looked at him. No one spoke to him. No one paid him any mind. He was surrounded by men sworn to House Lannister, a vast host twenty thousand strong, and yet he was alone.

I had no friends who would call upon me and break the monotony of my daily existence.

The sermon was based on what he claimed was a well-known fact, that there were no Atheists in foxholes. I asked Jack what he thought of the sermon afterwards, and he said, "There's a Chaplain who never visited the front."

I don't talk with everybody because i am not everybody, i am single.

My best Acquaintances are those
With Whom I spoke no Word

I wanted to ring everyone and tell them I was number one but then I realised I didn’t have any friends.

I don't have many friends, so I try and be there for the ones that do make it that far.