Quotes About Friendship

Old Hopi saying—When you lose your temper, you lose a friend. When you lie, you lose yourself.

Maybe in time Mel would join in, share her secrets. For now, though, she just wanted to hear theirs.

Yes, she was a friend now. She trusted him with her personal challenges, even if they might be embarrassing.

No self-respecting man invades his buddy's territory.

Thunder Point, Oregon, because

Our close connections aren't always planned. They grow. Sometimes they surprise you. Look at us.

It was this time of day that Preacher had come to regard as the magic that made his life work. Every little piece of it. He liked the act of cleaning his kitchen and never failed to feel grateful for all that was his. Had he not been here, working the place for his best friend, he would not have found Paige, and Christopher, who had become his son. He

Be good to have him home," Mike said. "He's not like he was," Jack said. "He's got a peg leg and a giant bug up his ass." "None of us were like we were. For a while," Paul said. "He's a kid. He'll get through it. Or we'll get him through it." "Mel's

I don't know what I'd do without you," she told him. He smiled sweetly. "You'd be miserable." He touched his glass to hers. "To Doc," he said. "To Doc. The biggest pain-in-the-ass country doctor in three counties." She hiccupped. "God, I'm going to miss him." *

He's my best friend.

He's my best friend. His name is Dane, he owns a coffee shop near my yoga studio. I've known him for a few years, since he opened the place. We go to movies, sometimes we hike, we have long talks, political arguments, discuss books we like. When there's live music around here, we try to go.

She realized uneasily that she hadn't really known as much as she should have about T.J., but she knew everything about Sean. She knew his strengths and weaknesses. He had never lied to her. When she first saw Sean a month ago, she thought he'd reappeared to screw up her life. She'd literally wanted to rearrange his face. Now, she ran into his arms for comfort and support. Her best friend. A man she knew she could trust.

No one should make you cry like this. Tell me who he is. I'll kill him for you." "I wasted so much time on him," she said with a hiccup of emotion. He kissed her eyes. "He's a dick," he said. "Worse. He's a stupid dick." She responded with a small, whimpering laugh. He

A couple of months ago it never occurred to me I'd have feelings for him. I mean, these kind of feelings. I thought of him as my ballast, my rock. And then slowly, he started to mean more to me than that. Since he left… I miss him so much. And not just because he was a supportive friend.

You know how there are people in your life that change everything?" she asked. "The kind of friend without whom you can't make a paradigm leap into a new realm, into unchartered territory and new possibilities? The kind of friend who you're always your very best self with?

Before you go, I want you to know you've been that kind of friend to me,

I don't deserve you," she said in a whisper. "I think you're the best friend I've ever had.

You just can't imagine how incredible she is. She understands and encourages me to do this. She wants me to be sure I've done what I have to do to get my life back. It'll be hard to say goodbye, but I'm going to stay in touch with her.

I'm being too pushy, aren't I?" Ellie shook her head. "I don't deserve you," she said in a whisper. "I think you're the best friend I've ever had. At least since my gramma…" Jo shrugged. "Honey, you're my only shot at something that resembles a daughter and grandchildren. And I intend to nurture the opportunity. I'm just saying—this is your home for as long as you want it." *

She talked to him everyday; she told him everything, rarely making a decision without having a conversation with him first. Even those decisions that had little to do with him, like what subject to choose for a paper she was writing.

After a little while, Jack pulled him up, hoisted him over his shoulder and carried him about a mile down the road to meet their convoy. And Jack had said, Let it out, buddy. After you get it all out, you stick to me like duct tape—I'm your mother now.

Lee saved my life that day. I thought she'd disrupted my plan, destroyed my future, but if I had gotten into that boat with Jesse, I'd be dead. I am only alive because of her.

And that was when I saw what Cassidy had done to herself: the gold and red ribbing on her sweater-vest, the matching stripes on her tie, the gray uniform skirt, and the navy blazer draped over her arm... "Is that a Gryffindor tie?" I asked. "And an official Harry Potter Merchandise sweater-vest," she confirmed smugly.

So," I said as Cassidy and I headed toward Mr. Moreno's room, "I didn't see any secret messages last night." "I didn't want to be predictable," Cassidy retorted. "But at least now I know you're paying attention.