Quotes About Friendship

Tal como as plantas, a amizade não deve ser muito nem pouco regada.

I don't suppose you have many friends. Neither do I. I don't trust people who say they have a lot of friends. It's a sure sign that they don't really know anyone.

I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.

In the shop we buy and sell them, but in truth books have no owner. Every book you see here has been somebody's best friend.

She's the best person in the world to be around when she's happy.

It would definitely be death to my social life. And life is worthless without a social life.

who, from what I could tell, was a few years younger than I. He was sitting on the steps of the porch next to Davy Gude, another Vineyard boy, whose parents

My mom was amazing. She believed in me and we were best friends.

If you don't have a valentine, hang out with your girlfriends, don't go looking for someone. When it's right, they'll come to you.

I knew that in a few minutes I'd have to enter a happy, unthinking world. A world that revolved around the solid pedestal of money, with an optimistic view I knew something about from listening to the conversations of my friends.

Como una bandada de cuervos posados en las ramas del árbol del ahorcado, así las amigas de Angustias estaban sentadas, vestidas de negro, en su cuarto, aquellos días.

Friendship based solely upon gratitude is like a photograph; with time it fades.

My husband and I are best of friends first and foremost. We fight like cats and dogs, but never stay mad for long. I was lucky to find him, he is in every way, my soulmate.

There was really no friendship in modeling, though a certain amount of warmth comes from running into models you know on shoots, because you end up in so many unfamiliar places, from Alaska to Africa.

But they were not friends. They were here to keep each other from spinning off alone into the dark matter of the universe.

She had probably been too intense, always trying to shake sense into whomever, then bewildered when, instead of revising their beliefs or being galvanized into action, they simply chose to be friends with someone else.

She pitied everyone who didn't have a sister.

I scorned him for huddling by the fire, and he offered to share his tea. I reviled him for his cowardice at the kai's lair, and he made me soup. I ridiculed his noble ancestry, and he laughed at himself and cleaned my hearth. I drove him unmercifully in his schooling, and he devoured it as if I'd gifted him with jewels.

A friend is someone who hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.

Does Dashiell actually… do things, I mean, besides protecting you?" I looked down at my dog. The top of his head had been slimed by one of the other dogs. His big meaty mouth was agape and panting, a loop of drool draped delicately over his worm-colored lower lip. And he was covered in dirt. "You thought he was just a pretty face?

Deception' is the word I most associate with anorexia and the treachery which comes from falsehood. The illness appears inviting. It would seem to offer something to those unwary or unlucky enough to suffer from it - friendship, a get-out, or a haven - when, in fact, it is a trap.

I'm my mother's first child, born when she was almost fourteen years old. "Think of it," I said to Laura when I turned twelve. "I'm almost Mother Sarah's age when she was married." Laura looked at me, her squinty eyes even more narrowed. "You could have your own old man as a husband," she said. "Shut up," I had said. And she had laughed.

On the way home from school, we stop off for a slice of pizza -- Phoebe's treat. She says there's an upside to what they did to me today. I've marked my place in the annals of school history. She says, "They'll never get that bloodstain out.

A suicide club? You're a bit young for such a dead-end idea." The girl only lifted one slight shoulder in response, and her friend said, "We're from Jersey," as if that said it all.