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"It’s no good trying to keep up old friendships. It’s painful for both sides. The fact is, one grows out of people, and the only thing is to face it."
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"Maybe we’ve grown out of each other."
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"She was jealous of them and their good fortune. She was angry with them for moving on without her. Even in the company of friends she felt alone. In a room of a thousand people she would feel alone. But mostly when she roamed the rooms of her quiet house she felt so alone."
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"Friends never turned out to be what you expected. They came and went in waves, pulling away and coming back, leaving you feeling safe one minute and lost the next."
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"Friends were like clothes: Fine while they lasted but eventually they wore thin or you grew out of them."
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"She wanted to feel happy for her friends, really she did, but she couldn’t shake off the feeling of being left behind. Everyone else’s lives were moving on except hers."
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"This is the real way a friendship ends. Not with some huge screaming row, but with a gradual withdrawal. You’d think it would be less painful this way."
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"When you’re young, you always think you’ll meet all sorts of wonderful people, that drifting apart and losing friends is natural. You don’t worry, at first, about the friends you leave behind. But as you get older, it gets harder to build friendships. Too many defenses, too little opportunity. You get busy. And by the time you realize that you’ve lost the dearest best friend you’ve ever had, years have gone by and you’re mature enough to be embarrassed by your attitude and, frankly, by your arrogance."
