Quotes About Friendship

dear old friends, dear old lovers, do you realize that when you voted for Trump, you voted against me—against the memory of the person I used to be in your lives?

Rowdy and I played one-on-one for hours. we played until dark. we played until the streetlights lit up court. we played until the bats swooped down at our heads. we played until the moon was huge and golden and perfect in the dark sky. we didn't keep score.

Mostly, I just think Mr. P is a lonely old man who used to be a lonely young man. And for some reason I don't understand, lonely white people love to hang around lonelier Indians.

Dear friends, I am often a lonely man, Even in a room full of people who love me. Dear friends, my brain-- Unpredictable as it was--is even more unpredictable now. But thank God for all of the ways in which we compensate. For our deficiencies.

boys can hold hands until they turn nine

If you let people into your life a little bit, they can be pretty damn amazing. —

I was successful and acceptable and loved because I was—and still am—great at negotiating with whiteness. But that means my white friends often mistakenly believe that my ability to successfully negotiate the white world means that I am white—or more white than Native. My white friends can mistakenly believe that my intellectual and artistic abilities are intrinsically white.

Joey and Big Ed loved each other with the kind of straight-boy-devotion that started wars, terror attacks, and video game companies.

Have I chosen friends because they smell like absence?

My white friends were visibly distressed by that loud singer and drummer. One of my friends, whom I shall call Tara, leaned forward and whispered, "I hate Indians." My four other white friends gasped, but it took Tara a few moments to remember that she was sitting beside me, her Indian friend. She burst into tears and spent the rest of the night apologizing. "It's okay," I kept saying. But it wasn't. I was hurt, ashamed, and angry.

Today, a friend's 3 year old said to me, I know you almost every time I see you.

Hey, T-Rex? Remind me next time I want to get smartass with you that it's a really stupid move on my part? (Talon) Oh, no, you don't, you wuss. You told me the next time you saw Ash you were going to ask him if he'd seen the movie 10,000 BC and if it'd made him homesick. (Wulf)

There, there, baby. We'll hide her body in the trunk later. (Tory)

You don't call Acheron 'babe.' (Valerius) You don't call Acheron 'babe' because...well, that's just sick. But I call him 'babe' all the time. (Tabitha)

My father tutored me well on amnesia. He always said it was a necessary ingredient for any friendship. (Kiara)

Fang laughed as he shoved Vane away 'Man, quit hugging on me. You are a perv. Vane punched him in the arm. You're such an a**hole, Trace gasped. Daddy said a bad word! Fang said You tell him pup. Keep your daddy straight.

I accept you as you are, and I will always hold you close in my heart. I will walk beside you forever. (Fang)

But as the Roman playwright Terence once wrote, From many a bad beginning great friendships have formed

I didn't even know he knew any mellow shit. Dear gods…is he ill? (Urian) I don't know. In nine thousand years, I've never seen him like this before. (Alexion) I'm beginning to get scared. This has to be a sign of the Apocalypse. If he breaks out into Air Supply, I say we sneak up on him, drag him outside and beat the holy shit out of him. (Urian)

As Ash left the house, the back door slammed shut, catching the tail end of his long black coat. Ash jerked to a stop and cursed. Nick howled with laughter at the sight of Acheron trapped.) Don't it take the bad-ass right out of you? (Nick) (Ash arched a brow. The door opened by itself, freeing his coat, then it slammed shut again. Nick sobered instantly.) And that puts it right back in you. (Nick)

But, Bubba? Aren't you and Mark friends? (Nick) Ah, hell no. Mark's not my friend, he's my minion. (Bubba)

Don't worry, Otto. I'm an acquired taste. Most of my best friends had to know me for years before they could even stand my presence. I'm like mold, I usually grow on you very slowly. (Tabitha)

You, psycho-ass, and Talon, I'll cover, but not him. (Nick) Psycho-ass? Hmm, I like that. (Zarek) Nick– (Acheron) It's all right, Greek. I would rather die than have his plebeian help anyway. (Valerius) Make that three votes, then. I would rather he died, too. Now all together, let's vote this asshole off the island. (Zarek)

Damn, Atlantean, what did you do? (Julian) I apparently made a new friend. (Acheron) I made a friend like that once. The bastard almost gutted me. (Julian)