Quotes About Camaraderie

'Twilight' fans are different. They're very civil with one another. It's a respect because they're all in this together and they all appreciate the same things.

Whatever team you go to, you want to have guys who help you be successful there.

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

What do men want? They want a lot of pals, and they wish that people wouldn't get so mad at them.

Today, writers want to impress other writers.

There are literally billions of people on earth. There are some that won't admit it, but all of those people want friends.

Of all my accomplishments I may have achieved during the war, I am proudest of the fact that I never lost a wingman.

We will breakfast together here and dine together in hell.

When youre sharing a foxhole with another man, you don't worry about what color he is, just whether or not he will protect your back

When old friends get together, everything else fades to insignificance."- War, Famine, Pestilence, and Death

Of course after the fight you want to make sure that you're okay and so is the other guy, it's a brotherhood in there, so you want to make sure everyone is okay after the war is over.

It would be a fine thing if war could be conducted as a game where no lives were lost. At the end of a battle combatants could meet [...] and drink and talk.

Now that the war is winding down, I want to say I do appreciate you fellows hanging around here - just for me.

Just because you're rivals doesn't mean you have to be enemies.

Bobby laughed. Not at loud. He would never laugh in his best friend face when he went into overprotected brother mode. But inside in his own head, he was rolling over the floor in hysterics. Outside of his head, he only lifted a quizzed eyebrow.

Bobby laughed. Not aloud. He would never laugh in his best friend's face when he went into overprotective brother mode. But inside of his own head, he was rolling on the floor in hysterics.

That leaves Decker and what's his name, Mr. I'm Too Sexy for My Shirt.

You and me Haymitch.Very cozy.Picnics, birthdays, long winter nights sitting around the fire retelling old Hunger Games tale. -Peeta Mellark

Someone ought to get Haymitch a drink.

Peeta smiles and douses Haymitch's knife in white liquor from a bottle on the floor. He wipes the blade clean on his shirt tail and slices the bread. Peeta keeps all of us in fresh baked goods. I hunt. He bakes. Haymitch drinks. We have our own ways to stay busy, to keep thought of our time as contestants in the Hunger Games at bay.

Mutually counting on each other, watching each other's backs, forcing each other to be brave.

He hastily calls Finnick and Haymitch over and they have a brief but intense conversation that I can see Haymitch isn't happy with. Plutarch seems to win – Finnick's pale but nodding his head by the end of it. As Finnick moves to take my seat before the camera, Haymitch tells him, "You don't have to do this." "Yes, I do. If it will help her.

He didn't bother to thank Ares. Somehow they were past thanking each other. Somehow it would almost be like thanking himself.

As Finnick moves to take my seat before the camera, Haymitch tells him, "You don't have to do this." "Yes, I do. If it will help her." Finnick balls up his rope in his hand. "I'm ready.