Alas, I am a woman friendless, hopeless!

There is no desert like being friendless.

If you are looking for a friend who is faultless, you will be friendless.

If I die, I die friendless and abandoned. What choice did that leave him, but to live?

Does defending liberalism leave you friendless and perhaps wondering about your breath?

No one would choose a friendless existence on condition of having all the other things in the world.

Friendless. Having no favors to bestow. Destitute of fortune. Addicted to utterance of truth and common sense.

One of the most important responsibilities in the Christian life is to care about others, smile at them, and be a friend to the friendless.

It would astonish if not amuse the older citizens to learn that I (a strange, friendless, uneducated, penniless boy, working at ten dollars per month) have been put down as the candidate of pride, wealth, and aristocratic family distinction.

We're chipping away at our capacity for wonder. When hologram TVs eventually go on sale, they'll cost £20,000 and be bought only by those strange, heroic, friendless men who live in flats piled high with giant 80s mobiles and DVD players weighing eight stone.

By the time I was 30, nobody would work with me. I was friendless, I was hopeless, I was suicidal, lost my family - I mean, it was bad. Bottomed out, didn't know what I was going to do. I actually thought I was going to be a chef - go to work in a kitchen someplace.

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