Quotes About Friendship

He had known Wind for much of his life; like many male English friendships it was based on faint disdain mixed with longevity.

Hajj Khaled looked up at the sky. He reached out for his yellow keffiyeh and wrapped it around his neck. He placed his coat in Hamama's saddlebag. He looked at his two companions, and in his olive-green eyes they saw a mysterious gleam. He smiled.

Are you out of your mind? It's not polite to lie to your best friend. It's a possibility.

You sure you don't want me to stay? I'll make you coffee and ask you about your day.

Quick, Derek, it's your chance to shine, Ascanio said. Derek gave him a withering look. Desandra is a mother, Robert is married, Kate's affianced, and I'm an old soul. You're the closest thing to a virgin we've got. Get on with growing some flowing locks.

Desandra shrugged her shoulders. Hey, Kate? Have you thought of walking up to Hugh and telling him that he's got the biggest dick ever? She spread her arms to the size of a baseball bat. No, you think it would work? I asked. It's worth a try. May be he'll be so happy you noticed his pork sword, he'll forget all about trying to kill us. Pork sword. Kill me now. I'll think about it. Ascanio began patting his clothes. What? Derek growled. Looking for something to take notes with.

Wanna spot me? No thanks. How about I just scream verbal encouragements at you?

If the lot of you survives, Curran will flay the skin off your backs, Doolittle said. That's what I always love about you, Doctor. Raphael grinned. You're a cup-halfway-full kind of guy. All flowers and sunshine.

If I pass out face down in this water, will you fish me out? Will you promise to call me Your Majesty? Hell no. Then I'll have to think about it.

Call her out," Arabella said. "Tell her Rogan is yours!" Grandma Frida pumped her fist. "Don't let her take your man!" Leon declared. We all looked at him. "I was feeling left out," he said.

Finally, thank you very much to Jeaniene Frost and Jill Myles. This book does have sex in it. Please don't hit me anymore. ~Ilona Andrews in the Acknowledgements section of Magic Bleeds

I stopped the blade two inches before it touched Andrea's neck. Because she was my best friend, and sticking knives into your best friend's windpipe was generally considered to be a social faux pas.

Doode, George said. He'd practiced all morning but still didn't get it quite right. Nope, more u , less oo . Duuude. Dude. Dude. Okay, dude. George nodded. How's it hanging? Jack asked. How am I supposed to answer that? George looked at him. I don't think Kaldar said anything about that. I guess 'good'? I don't get it. What's hanging anyway? George shook his head. Your stuff, you nimwit. His stuff... Oh. Ha! In that case, it's hanging long! Jack dissolved in giggles. Long, get it?

Friends make the world bearable. It's an honor of sorts. Of all the people that a person knows, they pick you to be their friend, and you try to be worthy of that friendship.

I would try being friends with her, but she's too busy being a smartass. Now you know how the rest of us feel, Jim said.

A girl half my age swept by and slammed two giant tankard filled with beer on the table. Ragnvald held his up. I smashed my tankard against his. Beer splashed. We raised the tankard and pretended to take much bigger gulps than we did.

When I got a bad grade in my old boarding school, Kate would make a trip to the school to chew me out. When I got homesick, I'd flunk a grade on purpose. Sometimes she came by herself. Sometimes with other people. Boy kind of people. Of whom I promised myself I wouldn't be thinking about, because they were idiots.

If you prefer, I can acquire a windowless creeper van, and we can huddle in it and eat greasy take out.

I wouldn't put it past you," Kaldar said. "Or him. Who knows what the hell he might do?" William made a cutting motion across his throat. "He might kill you if you're not careful," she told him. "Who, Will? We're the best of friends." William rolled his eyes.

This it the hand that slapped Aunt B, here you can touch it since you're my best friend

I have the same interests as women. Well, apart from football and music, obviously. I've always had as many female friends as male ones. The novels I read as a young man were all by women writers, and when I started writing, I wanted to set my books inside the home.

I knew Matt Damon and Ben Affleck were really talented. As actors, they were both studly young men, and they had great writers' chops.

We fought in 1974 - that was a long time ago. After 1981, we became the best of friends. By 1984, we loved each other. I am not closer to anyone else in this life than I am to Muhammad Ali. Why? We were forged by that first fight in Zaire, and our lives are indelibly linked by memories and photographs, as young men and old men.

I grew up with a lot of guys, some of them are dead, some of them are this and some of them that, and some of them very, very powerful, bright young men, who became this instead of that simply because of a lack of guidance - that's all.