Quotes About Friendship

There was something about the people you grew up around, the ones you'd seen throughout your childhood, the folks you couldn't remember not knowing. Even if the past was a complicated mess, as you aged, you were just glad the sons of bitches were still on the planet. It gave you the illusion that life wasn't as fragile as it actually was--and on occasion, that was the only thing that got you through the night.

Sometimes gratitude could be mistaken for love. Both were warm feelings that endured. But the former was about friendship…the latter was something else entirely.

I've said I was sorry," Qhuinn intoned. "But I don't think I've ever said thank you. So, yeah… thank you.

Butch sighed in relief. Listen, man, do me a favor. Warn me before you pull another stunt like that. I'd rather choose. Then he smiled a little. And we still ain't dating. V laughed in a short burst. Go to sleep, roomie. You can kick my ass for this later. I will

Isaac Rothe, Matthias

In all the time they'd known the guy, iAm had never paid any particular attention to the females. Or the males. Personally, Rhage had always thought the poor bastard was suffering from Phury Syndrome—a condition whereupon one brother was so fucked-up that the other fell into a black hole trying to save him.

Blay thought of the text that he didn't intend to ignore. "You suck." "Yes, I do, don't I." Qhuinn licked his lips. "And you like me to.

Wrath to Butch : I always knew you were a royal; just didn't think it went past the pain-in-the-ass part is all.

Rhage piped up. "Also, let's face it. You're the most reasonable one in this group." "A full cock going off," somebody chimed in. "Instead of a half cock like the rest of us." "Quarter cock in Rhage's case—" Hollywood wheeled around and glared at V. "Okay, fuck you—" "With what?

The thing with true family, from everything he'd learned? Sometimes they shared DNA with you. Sometimes they didn't. And given that the blood connection only went so far, the friends you chose were what made up the slack when your relatives sucked.

V?" Vishous raised his stare. "Yeah?" "I think you should know, after all this deep conversatin'…" Butch shook his head gravely. "We still ain't dating." The two of them busted out laughing

it was one of the frickin' Golden Girls:

Axe saved my life…." That was the last thing Rhage said before he went nighty-night. —

The fact that the guy who was arguably his best friend had to watch the whole thing was just part of the cluster-fuck carousel, an added ball crusher.

Here." She held out her stuffed tiger. "This is Mastimon. He has always protected me. You can hold him now.

Wrath jammed a finger in V's face. "Don't follow me. We clear? You don't follow me." "You stupid fool," V said with total exhaustion. "You're the king. We all must follow you." -Wrath & Vishous

Poor kid," Rhage said as the brother arrived. "Not hardly," V muttered as he appeared. "Boone's better off this way, true? That sire of his was a motherfucker." Butch shot a look at his roomie. "Will you please try to not bring that up at the goddamn ceremony? It's tacky." "I hate protocol." "No, really?" Rhage cut in. "Wait, let me get my shocked face on.

My buddy's just being an ass. It's his life's work." "Everyone needs a purpose.

You don't have to—" "Stop it." Trez had to look away. "Don't make me cry. I hate feeling like a pussy." "You'd do the same for me." "You've already saved me once." "I like to think we saved each other.

And it was hard, when you were in a dark place, to be around those who were not. You didn't want to bring anybody down, but you also couldn't fake the happiness.

Rhage stepped in front of him. "Hey, hi! How are you?" Hollywood stuck his hand out. "I'd like to introduce myself. I'm the piece of meat that's going to force you headfirst into your buddy Qhuinn's Hummer as soon as it gets here. Just figured I'd introduce myself before I rope your ass and throw you over my shoulder like a bag of sand.

So you're really going to do this?" Tohrment asked him. Darius glanced across the shallow table. The other vampire's eyes met his own. "Yeah. I am." Tohrment nursed his Scotch and smiled grimly. Only the very tips of his fangs showed. "You're crazy, D." "You should know." Tohrment tilted his glass in deference. "But you're raising the bar. -Tohrment & Darius

No, in his imagination, things ended as they should have, with him stroking Blay's face and willing the lights on so they could look at each other. In his fantasy, he kissed his best friend again, pulled back, and… "I love you," he said into the spray of the shower. "I…love you." As he closed his eyes against the pain, it was hard to know how much of what ran down his cheeks was water, and how much was something else.

God, I love you guys," Beth said. There was a lot of deep laughter, and then Hollywood said, "You want us to stab the floor for you again? Fists are for kings, but the queen gets the daggers." "I wouldn't want you to take chips out of this beautiful floor. Thank you, though." "Say the word and it's nothing but rubble." Beth laughed. "Be still, my heart." The