Quotes About Support

Whenever I doubted myself, my dad would say, 'Grab that dream by the hands, Gwennie. Clutch until the knuckles go white.'" "Whose dream?" "It doesn't matter whose dream it is," she said. "Just that it's a dream.

You care very deeply for your family, don't you, Miss Kimble?" "They're everything to me," I said simply. "They saved me,

me. It was then that I understood her silence about my snooping had been deliberate. She was my ally, but in what, exactly, I had no idea.

I think the important thing to remember is that all relationships benefit from a bit of breathing room. Especially friendships. It's only when you find yourself without the women who understand you that you realize there are very few women who will.

A good sister is one who won't be embarrassed when you burst into tears in public. A better one will hand you tissues until you stop. The best is the one who will go get you another latte to go with the ginormous chocolate orgy she's already laid in front of you.

When you love someone, seeing them in pain can be harder than being in pain yourself.

Sunny could think of lots of reasons about why the angel was crying, but the one that felt the best to her was that the angel wept so Sunny didn't have to.

Much is said about brilliance. Less attention is paid to those who live next to it. Spouses, children, assistants…if anyone thinks of us at all, it's generally to remark upon how lucky we are to bask in the light of genius.

That was the thing about love, though, wasn't it? When you loved somebody, you wanted to give them everything you could. You wanted what was best for them, no matter what. You wanted them to move beyond what was awful and terrible, beyond anything that had ever hurt them.

It's easy to learn who your real friends are after an accident

All we need is right here. The two of us will find a way to make things work. That it will all be okay.

pain clinging to me—like a good friend,

Why do you even put up with me?' 'I'm not putting up with you,' he said, softly. 'I'm loving you.

That's what all love comes down to, doesn't it? We help others only as much as they let us.

I don't know if she's making the right choice, but it's not my choice to make. I promise to support her, whatever she decides. Because that's what sisters do.

We're your friends," said Bridget. "And we're worried about you,"said Pepe. "I'm fine." Then I mean to laugh a silly, carefree kind of laugh, but it came out more maniacal than intended. "HAH-hee-hee-hah-hah-HAH!" Bridget and Pepe exchanged terrified looks.

By going through what we have, we helped each other be the people we're supposed to be.

It takes practice to stand with others facing pain of death, and it helps if you don't have to do it all alone. We should practice on the small stuff so that we will be better able to stand together for what we believe and for what we love, who may someday need our support.

What God did for Jesus in standing up for Him, standing behind Him in life and in death, and in standing in communion and solidarity with Him, the Father also does for us, here and now, in our lives.

Manuelo: Have another muffin. They're still warm from the oven. Chloe: My life is a mess, Manuelo. Another muffin isn't going to help. Manuelo: It can't hurt.

Chloe Carlson: But don't think I'm all alone without Lennon. Oh, no. I'll be perfectly fine. I still have my friends, Ben and Jerry. Riley Carlson: They're my friends too!

On my message boards a recurrent theme was having a partner who didn't help, who didn't get it, who even judged and blamed. Even partners who did help often couldn't feel the wave of need engulfing the ill person. And my god, the need. It felt shameful to need other people so much.

But there is a discomfort that surrounds grief. It makes even the most well-intentioned people unsure of what to say. And so many of the freshly bereaved end up feeling even more alone.

Everybody took me under their wing and didn't make fun of me for not knowing anything about theater.