Quotes About Friendship

What I'm trying to say is that I'll always be there for you, Tara. You need someone to help you, I'm your guy. You need a couple or three orgasms? I'm your personal toy. You need to let off some steam, someone to yell at, I'll be your doormat...

Mallory asked sympathetically, reaching for the syrup, her engagement ring catching the light. Amy shielded her eyes. Jeez, Mallory, stop waving that thing around—you're going to blind us. Couldn't Ty have found one smaller than a third world country? Or less sparkyly?

Hey, heads up. The hottest doctor in town just came by and coerced me into telling him where you were. I folded like a cheap suitcase. Sorry, but he's hard to say no to. Don't be mad. I owe you a cupcake.

A sister is a forever friend." PHOEBE TRAEGER

So we're still…friends?" Aubrey asked. "We weren't ever really friends," Ali admitted. "I'm too jealous of your hair.

He doesn't seem that nervous to me," Parker said. Oreo farted audibly. Zoe fanned the air. "See? Nervous." Parker laughed. "My guess would be he's eaten some of your cookies.

She'd offered him her friendship. Her body. And he'd taken both. He wanted to keep them both. And he also wanted more, so much more. He wanted her heart, like she had his.

Friends stick.

It was on the table when I got here, Matt said in his defense. Josh eyed the open magazine. You don't already know how to satisfy your boyfriends in bed? Matt ignored this. Did either of you know there's ninety-nine ways to give a blow job? That's ninety-nine nights of blow jobs. Look at you with the math skills, Josh said. Matt flipped him off while Ty flipped the page. 'How to Give Your Hoo-Ha a Spa Day.' Huh, he said. I didn't know a woman's hoo-ha needed a spa day.

I need you to come to yoga with me tomorrow and pretend to be my friend." "What? Why?" "It's bring-a-friend week, and if I do, I get twenty percent off next month's fees, so . . . you're up.

Love isn't pretty and romantic. You know that, right? Love is just stumbling through life with your best friend.

Tilly: How are you doing? Quinn: I'm thirty months pregnant, how do you think I'm doing? I'm peeing every two seconds and eating the house.

You crazy?" Tucker asked Jake.

I need a girl night. And you . . ." She divided a look between them. "You two need a cooling-off period." She shoved a brownie in Cam's hand, then pushed him over the threshold and shut the door in his face. "There. I thought he'd never leave.

Be his friend—i.e., be there for him. Pay attention to him and show interest—e.g., ask questions. Respect him—e.g., care about the things he cares about, like his family and friends. Flirt with him—e.g., smile. Don't try to change him—i.e., accept him as he is, flaws and all.

They then spent the next two hours working, just two regular unicorns, getting through their to-do list.

Hey, are you guys coming or what?" Caleb called to them from the trailhead. "Or do you need a room?" Kel looked at Ivy. "I hope you don't mind that I'm going to have to kill him. I'm sorry for your loss.

Been looking for you," Sam said as he opened Cole's passenger door and got in. Tanner helped himself at the driver's door, forcing Cole over so that he was sandwiched between them, coming into such a close and personal relationship with the gearshift that the two of them should have gotten a marriage license first.

Lucille smiled innocently. "Mischief managed." She sent Callie a wink and moved off.

So I've got just one question for you," she said softly. "Hit me." "Do friends sleep together?" "If the female half of our duo wants to." "Why the female half?" He laughed. "Because the male half always wants to.

People love dogs. You can never go wrong adding a dog to the story.

Murphy watched me thoughtfully for several empty seconds. Then she said, very gently, You're a good man, Harry. I swallowed and bowed my head, made humble by the tone of her voice and the expression on her face, more than the words themselves. Not always rational, she said, smiling. But you're the best kind of crazy.

Tavi grinned. Are you with me? The plan is insane, Ehren said. YOU are insane. He looked around the inside of the tent. I'll need some pants.

Thomas opened the throttle all the way and passed me, I kid you not, a shiny brass telescope. "Seriously?" I asked him. "Ever since those pirate movies came out, they're everywhere," he said. "I've got a sextant, too." "Any tent you have is a sex tent," I muttered darkly, extending the telescope. Thomas smirked.