I no doubt deserved my enemies, but I don't believe I deserved my friends.

The loss of enemies does not compensate for the loss of friends.

If this is how you treat your friends, no wonder you have so many enemies.

I ask you to judge me by the enemies I have made.

We read that we ought to forgive our enemies; but we do not read that we ought to forgive our friends.

It’s a sad thing not to have friends, but it is even sadder not to have enemies.

May God have mercy for my enemies because I won't.

I wasn't lucky, I deserved it.

especially as they did not trust one another.

Trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognize his enemy when the latter actually appeared.

I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.

Misfortune shows those who are not really friends.

He will never have true friends who is afraid of making enemies.

I am not, in the ordinary acceptation of the term, a good-natured man; that is, many things annoy me besides what interferes with my own ease and interest. I hate a lie; a piece of injustice wounds me to the quick, though nothing but the report of it reach me. Therefore I have made many enemies and few friends; for the public know nothing of well-wishers, and keep a wary eye on those who would reform them.