Quotes About Friendship

I see you, Yi-yi." She smiled. Everything she knew about love she'd learned from this pudgy, cranky, manic-depressive, binge-eating beast that had been her companion through hell and back, too many times to count. He alone had protected her, loved her, fought for her, taught her to believe that life was worth living, even if there was no one there to see you living it. "I see you, too, Shazam.

Whatever happened to the good old days when books just got along, cozied up together on bookshelves, hanging out, waiting to be read?

Propping the mirror against the wall near the door, he waved a hand at it and clipped, "Drustan: Cian MacKeltar. Cian: Drustan MacKeltar." "Dageus," Drustan's voice was soft as velvet, never a good sign, "why are you introducing me to a mirror?

Humor is a girl's best friend. The world's a funny place.

I have a sudden lump in my throat. I didn't know she felt that way about me. Most of the time I feel like I just bumble about and get lucky with the help of my amazing friends. The truth is, nothing I've ever done would have succeeded if I'd been alone. "It take all of us, Kat. Not just me.

Why have you chosen to spare me?" "I want us to be…what is your word? Friends." "Psychotic rapists don't have friends." "I was unaware you were a psychotic rapist or I would not have offered." "Ha.

We take care of each other like two monkeys picking each other's nits. Folks underestimate a good nit-pick.

What did you wish for, Grimm?" Hawk ignored the warning with the devil-may-care attitude that was his wont where the lasses were concerned. A slow smile slid over Grimm's face. "A lass who doesn't want you. A lovely, nay, an earth-shatteringly beautiful one, with wit and wisdom to boot. One with a perfect face and a perfect body and a perfect 'no' on her perfect lips for you, my oh-so perfect friend. And I also wished to be allowed to watch the battle.

Why have you chosen to spare me?" "I want us to be Ã¢â'¬Â¦ what is your word? Friends." "Psychotic rapists don't have friends." "I was unaware you were a psychotic rapist or I would not have offered." "Ha.

Grey had seen every ugly, petty, disgusting part of her and that's why he was her best friend.

Psychotic rapists don't have friends." "I was unaware you were a psychotic rapist or I would not have offered." "Ha." -Mac and V'Lane

They did not want to be normal anymore, which only they knew. All they wanted was a roaring fire, a beach, and a wintry day with a friend.

got a kick in the ass from one of our clients. He'd lost his sight in an accident—hard enough, but he was a surgeon. His career, in his mind, was over." "Was it?" "Of course not. He couldn't do surgery, but he could other things. Over time, and with a lot of nagging, he began to accept that. He restarted his life, reinvented himself." "You saved him." She shook her head, embarrassed. "No. I was just his friend.

But until we are old ladies- a cypress age, a Sawtooth age- I will continue to link arms with her, in public, in private, in a panic of love.

There's something pitiable and terrifying about the unconscious bully. His crumpled nose and hat. ... This is the first true thing that Brauser and I have ever shared, this fear, besides dog-eared songbooks and cafeteria noodles. I wonder, briefly, if I could eat Brauser if it came to that. At this point, we have been alone on the glacier for fourteen minutes.

I'm not going anywhere," she told me that night. But until we are old ladies--a cypress age, a Sawtooth age--I will continue to link arms with her, in public, in private, in a panic of love.

We met every morning, still bearded with toast crumbs from our continental breakfasts.

An unembarrassed silence seemed to be on loan to us from the distant future, where we were already friends.

For the duration of our friendship, we'd trade off roles like this: anchor and boat, beholder and beheld.

I'd rather have an enemy who admits that they hate me, than a friend who secretly puts me down.

Some people only hate you because of the way other people love you.

One of my favorite things: good conversation with good friends.

Talk to yourself the way you'd talk to someone you love. Shush your inner bully. Be your own bestie.

Life is short. So do the things which make you happy. And be with people who make you happy. Look for the good in every day - even if some days you have to look harder.