#friend

Part of me wanted this more than anything else in the world—to have someone to hang out with, be like everyone else for a while. The rest of me screamed to get the hell out of there, not to get sucked in. ↗

— Rachel Ward

#conflict #desire #friends #love #mind

I think we could be friends," he said, falling into step with her. "It's perfect because I wouldn't fall in love with you, like I do with the mermaids. Girls always seem so exotic. But it would be okay with you, because you're more like...you know. Not like a girl." He shrugged. ↗

— Jodi Lynn Anderson

#girl #just-friends #not-like-a-girl #peter-pan #tiger-lily

Drive-by declaration of love, how romantic,” Becca joked. Zahara smirked. “Hey, it’s either that or sending a carrier pigeon, but I have a feeling Rekesh would be pissed if a bird crapped all over him.” ~Zahara and Becca ↗

— Annabell Cadiz

#best-friends #lucifer-sons-of-old-trilogy #strong-women #zahara #love

For the first time, it struck me that when Denver said he'd be my friend for life, he meant it-for better or for worse. The hell of it was, Mr. Ballantine never wanted a friend, especially a black one. But once Denver committed, he stuck. It reminded me of what Jesus told His disciples 'Greater love has no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. ↗

— Ron Hall

#life

You like him, Rose. Why don't you just admit that, at least to me? ↗

— Louise Rozett

#crush #friends #love #secrets #love

Their words faded into the darkness as if they were spoken and unspoken at the same time; as if they were important and yet not at all, as if they were two people talking or maybe just one. Darkness, she understood later, easily confused the meaning of words, of skin touching skin. In their remaining summers together she tried to find that oneness again. When it was all over, when youth ended and he chose Maisy, she understood the lesson from the dock that night: she could never again call her feelings of intimacy and oneness love. Nor would she be fooled again into believing that her love was returned, that a boy felt more for her than friendship. ↗

— Patti Callahan Henry

#friendship

Promises from Lo are like bars at 2 a.m.--empty. ↗

— Krista Ritchie

#childhood-friends #college-romance #love-story #love

The conversation was mesmerizing, not for its content but for the cadences of the talk, the rhythm we fell into when we were alone, now as before. Every conversation between friends or lovers creates its own easy or awkward rhythms, hidden talk that runs like a subterranean river under even the most banal exchange. ↗

— Robert Charles Wilson

#friendship #love #friendship

Those silly girls had no idea what they were really celebrating. They had no idea what it took to bring Agatha and her friends together seventy-five years ago. The Women's Society Club had been about supporting one another, about banding together to protect one another because no one else would. But it had turned into an ugly beast, a means by which rich ladies would congratulate themselves by giving money to the poor. And Agatha had let it happen. All her life, it seemed, she was making up for things she let happen. ↗

— Sarah Addison Allen

#life #love #regret #friendship

My dogs. Bill Blass, after being asked "Who or what is the greatest love of your life?" by Vanity Fair magazine ↗

— Bill Blass

#love