Quotes About Friendship

By the time we were in high school the only difference was that we were talking about how J.D. didn't know that tongue in a girl's ear wasn't a good thing instead of which one of us was going to marry the lead singer of Fall Out Boy one day.

Why go through something alone when there's someone you trust to be with you?

The last time I saw Kate she was crossing a street, the day before I left town. I turned my head and pretended not to notice her doing the same thing. These are the daily lies that she and I have lived. And the biggest lie of all is that I am here. What kind of a friend am I?

Depending on what day of the week it is and what time of the month it is, I'm a good friend or not a good friend. I'm more or less a good mom or not a good mom, more or less a good mate or not a good mate. That's just life, whether or not you're public.

Life goes by really fast, and it seems that there are times when you're burying a lot of friends and family. And then there are times that feel really precious and everybody is doing okay. This is one of those times.

Remind me why I'm doing this again?" I whispered back. "For your real friends, of course: Me, Caleb, and Chad." "That's sweet of you to say, but I'm not sure we're all friends. Mr. Darcy over here," I indicated Caleb with a nod, "finds me barely tolerable.

You want to know why I don't have many friends here? At least not ones that count, according to your fucking standards handed down from on high, princess? Because I figured it out. What the difference is between friends and casual acquaintances. Between lovers and fuck buddies.

I'm sure lots of schools have students who are able to form bonds of friendship across sexual identity stereotypes... even in Iowa

That didn't stop her from being over-the-moon happy for Sierra and Cole. They were perfect

In most cases, it is more satisfying to get a friend's answering machine and leave a cheery, tangible trace of your sincere commitment to the friendship than it is to engage in actual conversation.

Okay," Crick said, rolling his eyes. "I give. Which part of my body is more interesting than my ass?" Deacon rewarded his obtuseness with a smack to the head. "Your heart, you fuckin' moron...

You're my friend," Chris whispered back, and his other hand came up so he could rub Xander's lower lip with his thumb. "That makes you beautiful.

That smile, right there?" "Yeah?" "I've known you my entire life. You only smile like that for me.

Whatcha doing, Lieu?" she asked cautiously. "Praying," he muttered. "I suck at it." "Your doing it wrong," she said flatly. "I'm not big on church, but I'm pretty sure you're supposed to do it with a friend.

Omigod, you're gay? Isn't that awesome? Come be my friend, it'll be just like Glee!

Malcolm chuckled wickedly. "You, my American friend, are like a hidden landmine of sex appeal. I'm going to have to look out for you." "Too late." Owen raised his face to the unfamiliar smells, breezes, sounds of the city, enjoying them even more now that he knew something of it and it had become personal to him. "I've already exploded. You're caught." He tilted his head back and laughed, inviting Malcolm to share the joke, but Malcolm was unusually quiet.....

Besides that, Sebastian liked books —all kinds. He loved fiction, non-fiction, big picture art books, the smell, the feel, and the potential to sit down with a book, become lost within it and only surface hours later when you needed to pee. Books were the bestest of best friends —and they never bitched if you forgot their birthdays or decided not to call them for a month.

Krissa, tough Lady Krissa, who had stood by impassively while Areau vomited out ten years of bitter addiction, wiped her eyes and offered Areau Mrs. Wrinkle's pie in comfort, and it suddenly occurred to Areau in the strangest, most dreamlike of ways, that his pain was not the only pain on the planet.

Jared's lips quirked up. "Are you sure Benji won't greet me in the morning with a shotgun?" "Not if you make him french toast. He'll totally sell me out for someone who cooks.

I'd die for him!" And he would. Say the word, there's Tate Walker, lying down in traffic and throwing his worthless life away so someone as good as Brian could cross the street.

Where's your goofy little dog?" "You watch Adventure Time?" Finn said, sounding delighted. "That's awesome!

By the time the guys left that night, I had a dresser, a coffee table, and a mattress that had been inflated by all of us because the little electric motor kept spazzing out. (One of us would get light-headed midblow and tap out.)

Poor Craw?" Ben retorted. "Poor Rory! Craw and Ari curse worse than a trucker shagging a sailor.

but Mason finally realized that he'd met someone who saw life in the same terms Mason always had: how best to care for and feed that strange animal that had been born between his legs. "You're so clever," Terry said in admiration. Dane showed up right then with clothes, which Terry said thank you for before disappearing into the bathroom.