“To talk of friendship with those in whom our reason forbids us
to have faith and our affections wounded through a thousand pores
instruct us to detest, is madness and folly.
Every day wears out the little remains of kindred between us and them;
and can there be any reason to hope that, as the relationship
expires the affectation will increase, or that we shall agree better
when we have ten times more and greater concerns to quarrel over
than ever?” Tom Paine
Islander