Quotes About Support

Remember, 'No one's more important than people'!" In other words, friendship is the most important thing—not career or housework, or one's fatigue—and it needs to be tended and nurtured.

We do not demonstrate against anything. Our group is about being for something, never against. No antis except on my family tree.

To love me, my family does not need to understand me.

I guess that's how well you know me. You think I like hearing this news." "I'm sorry. This is selfish. I just need to tell someone … outside my life. Get it out of my head, to keep from going nuts, but somewhere safe." She sees me as safe? This brings tears to my eyes. "I trust you, Clem. Are you pissed?

God, Lou. Don't you think I want you to have what you want?" "You're my sister. You're supposed to want those things for me." "You can't have it both ways, Lou. When things get bad, you can't call me—which I'm glad about, I am!—you can't do that and then imply I don't give a shit about you." "That's what I used to think.

You've always tried to pretend you don't need anyone, Tash, but you do. We all do. So just let me be there for you. -Sophie

I swiftly realised how grief sorts out and realigns those around the griefstruck; how friends are tested; how some pass, some fail. Old friendships may deepen through shared sorrow; or suddenly appear lightweight.

Those in favour rarely stayed in favour; it was just a question of when they fell.

And this is where the Silent Ones cause further offense. They do not understand (how could they?) that they have a new function in your life. You need your friends not just as friends, but also as corroborators. The chief witness to what has been your life is now silenced, and retrospective doubt is inevitable.

When you're young—when I was young—you want your emotions to be like the ones you read about in books. You want them to overturn your life, create and define a new reality. Later, I think, you want them to do something milder, something more practical: you want them to support your life as it is and has become. You want them to tell you that things are OK. And is there anything wrong with that?

I tried to save her, I failed. I tried to stop her drinking, I failed. I don't blame her, it's way beyond that. And I remember what you told me back then—that she was more likely to get hurt than me. But I can't take it anymore. I can't face another ten days of it, let alone another ten years. So Martha's going to look after her.

But then lovers always assume that people are on their side.

This phenomenon, where the losers of a revolution try to demonstrate their support for, and approval of, the changes that have destroyed them, always fascinates me.

But she did feel rather proud of him for once, which was a nice sensation.

moment that the parents of one's friends choose to die or go to

Perhaps we're all doomed to fail as mothers, but if so, it's better to err on the side of showing too much love, not too little.

A wave could crash down on an individual and sweep them out to sea. But if we stand together, we buoy up and then down. It's but a ripple.

They need eachother. They always have and always will. Maybe he should just be happy with that fact. Not everyone gets to need someone and to be needed permanently, forever.

Your happiness, quite simply, is my happiness. Cynthia slowly closed her eyes against the look in his. Cannot bear.

The question remains... who takes care of you, Miss Vale? I might ask the same question of you, Lord Dryden.

It's just that no one can completely take care of themselves. Not even me, and I have a freaking black belt in karate. It's not a man versus woman thing. It's a 'let somebody care about you thing.' And sometimes that takes more guts and sense than taking on the whole damn world by yourself.

Stop trying to save me. You couldn't then; you can't now.

I wish I could tell my parents, If you want to help me, help me die.

Judith, you sound horrible. What's the matter with your voice? Are you coming down with something? Judith shook her head. I'm all right. You sound like you swallowed a frog.