Quotes About Friendship

Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.

Party men always hate a slightly differing friend more than a downright enemy.

Friends should be weighed, not told; who boasts to have won a multitude of friends has never had one.

We all know people who are stimulating, fun, easygoing, and enjoyable to be with. When we're with them, we feel better about ourselves, and when we leave them, we feel satisfied, as if we've been given something to take with us. These are the energy boosters of the world—they send out "happy signals" because they're happy with themselves.

I've got your back, Doc. You can count on it. I would kill them before I let them touch you.

Brynn out of there." The two exchanged a look before Rawlins turned back to him. "Look, Mallett, Wilson and me played your phone game, drove all the way back here and saved you from a couple of cops on the take, only so you could send us to fetch your girlfriend?

You were an outstanding athlete, Griff, but a sorry excuse for a friend. I guess that's why I'm surprised, and slightly offended, that you would come to me now, like we'd been good buddies, and ask for my help.

So you see, Tess, this is really the story about God, the brave, and his love for his bride, you. He gave everything he had for you, including that which he loves the most, Jesus. Not because you do anything great, but because he loves you exactly as you are. That's why he will forgive you, and you can trust him with your whole life and be his friend forever. Isn't this a neat story? I heard it last Sunday night." Tess

If this is how you treat your friends, no wonder you have so many enemies.

I won't ask you to tell me who has spoken ill of me, but I would like to know who has spoken favorably.

Most friends had fallen away over the years. Either they'd started avoiding me, as if my grief and bad luck were contagious, or I'd started to avoid them, unwilling to give them the chance to disappoint me. Besides, too much time around normal people made me feel like an alien, unwanted and ugly, fluent in a different language.

Don't mind Russ, he says. He's a good kid underneath all those holes, although it's a wonder he doesn't spring a leak when he drinks

I m not about to tell him that I am just like Anna and Emma, an adulteress. My books are my secret lovers, the friends I run to to get away from the daily drudgeries of life, to try out something new, and yes, to get away, for a few hours, from him. He doesn't need to know that my books are the affairs I don't have.

It was a valuable thing, he suddenly realized, to have someone you could count on for honesty.

Always sleep with one eye open. Never take anything for granted. Your best friends might just be your enemies.

Strangers see you the way you want them to see you. You can't fool friends…that's what makes them friends... Pretty Little Liars

Only two can keep a secret if one of them is dead.

Did you really believe I was Toby? Puh-lease. I would have killed myself too. I mean, honestly - ew. He totally had it coming. Karma's a bitch, and so am I - just ask Aria, Emily, Hanna, and Spencer....

Friends share secrets. That's what keeps us close.

At least she had a clear picture of what the Lying Game was now: Girl Scouts for psychopaths.

The one thing that could never die or be buried was my loyalty to Cameron for everything he'd done for me and what we'd been through together, even if that loyalty was a ghost.

Ethan couldn't possibly understand it, what Cameron and I meant to each other and how different it was from anything like a romance or a crush.

Is that the destiny of all friendships, no matter how good they are? To die out or fade away? To end?

There are things I want to remember about Cameron Quick that I can't entirely, like the pajamas he wore when he used to sleep over, and his favorite cereal, or how it felt to hold his hand as we walked home from school in third grade. I want to remember exactly how we became friends in the first place, a definite starting line that I can visit again and again. He's a story I want to know from page one.