#ends

Maybe a friend is someone who wants your updates. Even if they're boring. Or sad. Or annoyingly cutesy. A friend says "Sign me up for your boring crap, yes indeed"--because he likes you anyways. He'll tolerate your junk ↗

— E. Lockhart

#funny #sweet #true #friendship

…I'm so thankful for friendship. It beautifies life so much. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#l-m-montgomery #friendship

,the rest of the girls pretended not to notice. That's just what best friends do. ↗

— Sara Shepard

#lies #life-lessons #truth #white-lies #friendship

That's what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you're not so lovable. ↗

— Deb Caletti

#friends #hugs #life #lovable #love

You must remember, family is often born of blood, but it doesn't depend on blood. Nor is it exclusive of friendship. Family members can be your best friends, you know. And best friends, whether or not they are related to you, can be your family. ↗

— Trenton Lee Stewart

#friends #family

Friends are God's way of apologizing for your family. ↗

— Wayne W. Dyer

#friends #family

I hadn’t been in proper school in three years. My parents were my two best friends. My third best friend was an author who did not know I existed. ↗

— John Green

#family #friendship #family

When we think of friends, and call their faces out of the shadows, and their voices out of the echoes that faint along the corridors of memory, and do it without knowing why save that we love to do it, we content ourselves that that friendship is a Reality, and not a Fancy--that it is builded upon a rock, and not upon the sands that dissolve away with the ebbing tides and carry their monuments with them. ↗

— Mark Twain

#friendship

If you didn't feel like your support system was strong enough, then getting yourself out of the situation was the best thing to do ↗

— Lindsey Kelk

#friendship #love #family

He showed the fineness of his nature by being kinder to me after that misunderstanding than before. Nay, the very incident which, by my theory, must in some degree estrange me and him, changed, indeed, somewhat our relations; but not in the sense I painfully anticipated. An invisible, but a cold something, very slight, very transparent, but very chill: a sort of screen of ice had hitherto, all through our two lives, glazed the medium through which we exchanged intercourse. Those few warm words, though only warm with anger, breathed on that frail frost-work of reserve; about this time, it gave note of dissolution. I think from that day, so long as we continued friends, he never in discourse stood on topics of ceremony with me. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#dr-john-graham-bretton #frankness #friendship #honesty #lucy-snowe