Quotes About Friendship

Here's what girlfriends do for you: they provide the reality check. They are the ones who tell you when you have spinach between your teeth or when your ass looks fat in a pair of jeans or when you're being a bitch. They tell you, and there's no drama or agenda, like there would be if the message had come from your husband. They tell you the truth because you need to hear it, but it doesn't alter the bond between you.

What is interesting is that elephants can accurately and reliably figure out who is friend and who is foe. Compare this to us humans, who still walk down dark alleys at night, fall for Ponzi schemes, and buy lemons from used-car salesmen.

Build your scaffolding again, but while you're conscious. Use the bricks that you've still got, in spite of the pandemic. Make coffee in the morning. Meditate. Watch Schitt's Creek. Have a glass of wine at dinner. FaceTime the friends you can't see in person. Whatever habits you used to have, stack them up and give yourself structure. I promise. You won't feel as unsettled.

When I run across something so incredible that I want to show it to someone else. The problem is, when you make the choice to be a loner, you lose that privilege.

My mother nods toward Violet and her little friend, sprinkling grass over their mud pies. "This has been going on so much longer than either of us, Kennedy. From where you stepped in, in your life, it looks like we've got miles to go. But me?" She smiles in the direction of the girls. "I look at that, and I guess I'm amazed at how far we've come." —

It reminded Lacy of running into someone you hadn't seen for a while, and finding her bald and missing her eyebrows: you knew she was in the throes of chemotherapy, but pretended you didn't, because it was easier that way for both of you.

When we were little, Eric and Fitz and I invented a language. I've forgotten most of it, with the exception of a few words: valyango, which meant pirate; palapala, which meant rain; and ruskifer, which had no translation to English but described the dimpled bottom of a woven basket, all the reeds coming together to form one joint spot, and that we sometimes used to explain our friendship.

A real friend isn't capable of feeling sorry for you.

I, um, I have this problem. I broke up with my boyfriend, you see. And I'm pretty upset about it, so I wanted to talk to my best friend. She swallowed and looked at the black ground. The thing is, they're both you.

Corazon smiled at him. You know how your mother keeps her Christmas card list? How she sends to people who send her one, and that list gets longer and longer every year? - Yeah, Jack muttered. I have to lick the damn stamps. -Watch your mouth, Cora reprimanded. See love's like that. Once you give it, even by accident, you're on that list forever.

She was the only one for whom the house didn't have to be cleaned, for whom she didn't have to wear her makeup, and around whom she could say anything without fear of repercussions, or of looking truly stupid.

Her best friend is me; her second-best friend is herself.

I tell myself that I've invited him along to add to the thrill -- one more person who knows only makes it more exciting. But it's really because there are some nights when you just want to know there's someone else besides you in this wide world.

I've got a Don Baylor, J.T. said. California sucks this year. Ralph snickered. I wouldn't use a Baylor card to scrape dog shit off the street.

I know I told you to go to hell, I say, but I'm glad you ignored me. Delia, that newspaper story-- You know what? I say, trying to keep my voice from breaking. Right now, I don't need a journalist. But I sure could use a friend. He hunches his shoulders. I have references. I offer up the smallest smile, a bridge between us. Actually, I confess, you're the only one who applied.

Listen, I would say, this is not how I thought our lives would go; and maybe we cannot find our way out of this alley. But there is no one I'd rather be lost with.

It's an odd luxury, knowing someone's got my back.

And then come September, they fell back in step as if they'd never missed a beat. That, Peter figured, was the very definition of a best friend.

That's the life, she said to me, as we watched a puppy chase its own tail. That's what I want to be next. I had laughed. You would wind up as a cat, I told her. They don't need anyone else. I need you, she replied. Well, I said. Maybe I'll come back as catnip.

Josie already knew the answer. This group of kids—they weren't her friends. Popular kids didn't really have friends; they had alliances. You were safe only as long as you hid your trust—at any moment someone might make you the laughingstock, because then they knew no one was laughing at them.

Best friends," she said. We pressed our hands together, a promise sealed in blood. I knew it didn't work this way, because I had studied biology at Gymnasium, but I liked the thought of Darija's blood running through my veins. It made it easier to believe I was keeping a piece of her with me.

I think it's human nature that those of us who are married cannot rest easy until we find mates for our single friends.

You see, I tell myself. Here is proof. I've known Christina my whole life. And yes, maybe there are differences between us—socioeconomic, political, racial—but that doesn't mean we can't connect, human to human, friend to friend.

Sunnie. Sometimes you got to think about whether you want someone to be a piece of fabric that fits into your life or not. As you sew the strips in, they become a part of what you do, how you think, how you end up. Good or bad, that's something you can never rip out and remake.