Quotes About Friendship

Her heart was so full, she was afraid it might burst. She had never dared to dream she would have a home and a family. She had never conceived of having friends. Life might never be perfect, but she had Nicolae, and he would always understand those terrible moments when the memories crept out from behind the doors in her mind. He would be there to hold her and help her.

Draden stepped back and saluted his friend and commanding officer. [...] Its been an honor to serve with you, sir. Their GhostWalker unit didnt stand on formality as a rule.[...]He felt it was important for Joe Spagnola to know how he felt about the man. Joe looked stricken, but his back was ramrod stiff. Fight, Draden.[...]

Perhaps it is as simple as Hannah's sister is marrying one of the few men in the world I call friend. His gaze strayed to where Joley stood rigid against the wall. Or perhaps I wanted to see, one more time, whether the reason I can no longer sleep at night is worth it.

And right at this moment, Ken, you're protecting what I hold most dear. I'll never be able to repay you for what you've done this day.

Joshua nodded with a small smile. "I know if you're with her, nothing bad can happen to her. I'll go to school with Marie and Stefan. Of course, if you took me, all the other kids would think I have a big daddy, and they wouldn't try to pick on me." He shrugged. "But Stefan's big. Maybe he'll work.

If you need to talk about your childhood, you're safe with me. If you need to break into a million pieces, I'm right here, Lev. I'll find them all, I'm good at details, and I'll put you back together. You're safe here." - Rikki to Levi

I vowed if I found my lifemate, I would not do as Mikhail and bow to her wishes. Yet now, I cannot stand to see sorrow in Alexandria's eyes. I feel sick when she is hurt or upset with me. A grin spread across Stefan's face. You're in love, my old friend, and that is the downfall of all good men.

I can't believe I started this early. She's barely two, Gregori said. I was your friend, you maniac, Mikhail told him. We got in so much trouble together, and you were always the instigator. Even at two. Don't believe him, Gregori said.

That is not what you told me," Bellisia said, waving her hand in the air for Delmar to refresh their drinks. "I believe you said I should give Ezekiel my entire adoration." She sounded indignant. Nonny's eyebrow went up. "I said that?" "Ezekiel said you said that." All of them burst out laughing.

You still have not confided to me on what you are basing your theory that a human woman can produce a female child in good health." He needed to know. He needed to believe as much as Gregori did. This time Gregori's silver eyes warmed into mercury, a self-mocking humor that wasn't real shimmering for a brief moment. "Need. Pure need, my old friend.

For the first time in centuries of living, Mikhail was forced to rely on another being. Gregori. The dark one. A royal pain in the neck. I read your thoughts, my friend.

For the first time in centuries of living, Mikhail was forced to rely on another being. Gregori. The dark one. A royal pain in the neck. I read your thoughts, my friend. Mikhail stirred, pain shafting through him. More rocks fell on Slovensky in retaliation, covering him like a blanket, beginning to form a macabre grave. As you were meant to.

Give her my blood. It is potent, like Mikhail's, and he grows weak trying to breathe for her and keep her heart going." "You are tired, Gregori," Jacques protested. "There are others." "Not with my blood. Do as I say." Gregori seated himself calmly and watched as a needle was inserted into his vein. No one argued with Gregori; he was a law unto himself. Only Mikhail could truly call him friend or command him.

Steele shook his head. They were all crazy, but it was a good crazy. "I'm with you, Steele

I'm glad someone besides myself gives him a hard time. He needs it, you know. All those people bowing and scraping. It's not good for him." Her hands were freezing, so she shoved them into her pockets. "I do my best, Raven," the priest admitted, "but we don't need to tell him. Some things are best kept between us.

It was a violent place in which to discover a purpose. It was a good place to forge a friendship.

Still, Buffy wavers in her duty as the Slayer: He's never done anything to hurt me. And she and Willow talk about him pretty much as they would talk about any boy they were interested in: Willow: Okay, here's something I gotta know: when Angel kissed you, I mean before he turned into...How was it? Buffy: Unbelievable. —ANGEL

You should be nicer to him,' a schoolmate had once said to me of some awfully ill-favored boy. 'He has no friends.' This, I realized with a pang of pity that I can still remember, was only true as long as everybody agreed to it.

For me, to remember friendship is to recall those conversations that it seemed a sin to break off: the ones that made the sacrifice of the following day a trivial one.

A life that partakes even a little of friendship, love, irony, humor, parenthood, literature, and music, and the chance to take part in battles for the liberation of others cannot be called 'meaningless'...

Allow a friend to believe in a bogus prospectus or a false promise and you cease, after a short while, to be a friend at all.

Martin is your best friend, isn't he?' a sweet and well-intentioned girl once said when both of us were present: it was the only time I ever felt awkward about this precious idea, which seemed somehow to risk diminishment if it were uttered aloud.

A melancholy lesson of advancing years is the realisation that you can't make old friends.

Allow a friend to believe in a bogus prospectus or a false promise and you cease, after a short while, to be a friend at all. How dare you intervene? As well ask, How dare you not?