Quotes About Bond

I remember as a little girl I could tell you the name of the dog next door, but I couldn't tell you the names of the kids. The dog was my best friend. I love animals. They give so much to you and demand so little.

Big sisters and brothers... I am telling you, it never changes.

My daughter is my number one fan. She has always been incredibly supportive, and she tells like it is and how it is.

I'm one of 10 children, and all my brothers call me Jim. And all my sisters... well, they call me something even more affectionate. My mother calls me James, and I do what my mother tells me.

American Pharoah loved human contact. He was a very sweet horse and is still very sweet. He loves people, will put his head in your lap. I'm probably closer to that horse because of his temperament.

The relationship between a military working dog and a military dog handler is about as close as a man and a dog can become. You see this loyalty, the devotion, unlike any other and the protectiveness.

A dog could see your heart in your eyes, Budress told him, and dogs were drawn to our hearts.

Pike put down the cat. He slid from Pike's arms like molasses and puddled at his feet.

All dogs are born with a death sentence, they hunt for us, and then they are gone. They do not get to stay either young or strong forever. It's an old truth but still we have to relearn it with each dog. Rick Bass, in the story Old Dog

What was better, after all, than being in love with your best friend?

buried her at the Catholic cemetery. Six weeks later, I buried my father beside her. He simply could not live without her.

Sarah bit at a fingernail. "Could we still see each other every day?" Tracy lifted her arm. Sarah slid closer. "Of course we will. You're my favorite sister, even if you are a brat." "I'm your only sister.

My father knew the depth of my relationship to my mother, and he didn't begrudge us a moment of it. My relationship with him was different. He'd raised me to be a man, and he was proud of me. But to my mother—I suspect to all mothers—their little boys will always be their little boys, no matter how old those boys become.

You said we were family," Faz said. "This is what family does. We do dumbass shit, but we do it together.

My father once told me that love is not about who you can live with, but about who you cannot live without.

Feed him [her cat] and you'll have a friend for life... That means he's Italian.

We're all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.

Abused people cling to their abusers.

But he was her best friend.

In a family there is always something or other going awry…

The memory of Strike telling her she was his best friend made her heart feel immeasurably lightened, as though something she hadn't realized was weighing on it had been removed forever. After a moment's pleasurable savoring of this feeling . . .

What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve: The sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.

Neither of them spoke, they simply stood there, sending, receiving, imprinting the feel of each on the other, indelibly.

We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best that we can find in our travels is an honest friend.