Quotes About Friendship

She laughs. "Except you, Lara Jean. You're still itty-bitty pocket-sized." She says it sweetly. Like sweetened condensed milk. Sweet and condescending. Poured on super thick. I

Girls understand each other in a way boys never will.

As I walked away, I heard the girl ask, "Is she your girlfriend?" I whirled around, and we both said "No!" at the same time.

En la universidad, cuando las personas nos pregunten cómo nos conocimos, ¿Cómo les responderemos? La historia es: Crecimos juntos. Pero esa era más la historia con Josh. ¿Novios de preparatoria? Esa era la historia de Gen y Peter. Así que la nuestra ¿Cuál era? Supongo que diré que todo comenzó con una carta de amor.

My heart swelled. There are some things only a friend who's known you your whole life can say, and instantly, I felt a little better.

The only thing I'll say is, make your own friends. Peter will be making tons of friends because of lacrosse, and the people he'll be friends with aren't necessarily the kinds of people you'd pick to be friends with. So make your own friends. Find your people. (Margot to Lara Jean)

At college, when people ask us how we met, how will we answer them? The shorty story is, we grew up together. But that's more Josh's and my story. High school sweethearts? That's Peter and Gen's story. So what's ours, then? I suppose I'll say it all started with a love letter.

it's hard to believe everything won't be this way forever—the two of us on our bikes going

Josh and I started out so easy, so fun, and now we're like strangers. I'll never have that person back, who I knew better than anyone and who knew me so well." I feel a pinch in my heart. When she says it that way, it's so sad. "You could become friends again, after some time has passed." But it wouldn't be the same, I know that. You'd always be mourning

Peter and I were hanging out and he told me about what you guys were doing today.

There were times I feel left out anyway. Not in a romantic way, but a friend way.

You're cooler than any other girl I've ever met, and you're there for me. You've always been there for me. I… I can count on you. And you can count on me too. You know that.

I definitely don't think he's a good guy for you. All of those lacrosse guys are so douchey." "Well, Peter's not like those other guys." I don't understand why Margot can't just be happy for me. I was at least pretend happy for her when she started dating Josh. She could be pretend happy for me too.

You know Kitty still loves you best," I say, which makes him smile. "I mean, I did teach her how to hock a loogie," Josh says. "You don't forget the person who teaches you something like that." He takes a long sip of his milkshake. "Hey, they're doing a Lord of the Rings marathon at the Bess this weekend. Wanna go?" "That's like…nine hours!" "Yeah, nine hours of awesome.

It's funny how much of childhood is about proximity. Like who your best friend is is directly correlated to how close your houses are; who you sit next to in music is all about how close your names are in the alphabet. Such a game of chance.

It's nice to meet you in real life, Lara Jean,

your sisters are yours for life.

At college, when people ask us how we met, how will we answer them? The short story is, we grew up together. But that's more Josh's and my story. High school sweethearts? That's Peter and Gen's story. So what's ours, then? I suppose I'll say it all started with a love letter.

One day, if I'm lucky, I'll tell some young girl all my stories, just like Stormy told me hers. And I'll get to live them again.

Right off the bat, the boys were a unit. Conrad was the leader. His word was pretty much law. Steven was his second in command, and Jeremiah was the jester.

Belly's gonna cry," Steven said in a singsong voice. Then he and Jeremiah started to dance a jig together. "Leave her alone," Conrad said. Steven stopped dancing. "What?" he said, confused. "You guys are so immature," Conrad said, shaking his head.

I could not have done it without you.

I'm so sorry. She had the most spirit of anyone I ever met. I'll miss her dearly.

She and I were still friends, but not best friends, not like we used to be. But we were still friends. She'd known me my whole life. It's hard to throw away history. It was like you were throwing away a part of yourself.