#friend

He grinned at her, and she grinned at him, and it seemed to Maria that suddenly the sun came out. ↗

— Elizabeth Goudge

#love #sunshine #friendship

We didn't say or write anything for a long time. Normally silence like that was uncomfortable and awkward. Like you needed to say something to fill the empty space in the air. But it didn't feel like that with Samantha. Maybe it was because I couldn't say anything and fill the quiet, but I thought it was more about two people just being with each other, enjoying the slowdown and the rare sunshine. ↗

— Keary Taylor

#being-mute #friendship #love #mute #muted

The point of life isn't to avoid pain. The point of life is to be alive! To feel things. That means the good and the bad. There'll be pain. But also joy, and friendship and love. And it's worth it, believe me. ↗

— John Stephens

#life #love #pain #sorrow #the-fire-chronicle

To think that we might easily have gone through life not knowing each other, missing all this free flow of love and ideas and warmth and sharing... We share really almost everything. (Avis DeVoto to Julia Child) ↗

— Joan Reardon

#destiny #fate #friendship #friendship

Maybe it's like Mac says. Ever man winds up with the horse that suits him. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#horse #man #friendship

I sometimes thought that our fast friendship had been kind of like joining a club, one made up of men that thought that Bianca Karlsson was the most perfect woman on the planet. ↗

— R.K. Lilley

#friendship

As Harry puts it, men and women can never be friends because 'the sex part always gets in the way. ↗

— Nora Ephron

#friendship

L.A. kills people.' Jacaranda said. 'You're lucky you're leaving. You'll be able to write.' She looked paler, going through another depression, smoking in bed in her lilac room. The walls were the color of her veins. She was getting too thin, even for the modeling. . .Jacaranda died last winter when the flowering trees were bare. You couldn't even tell which ones once cried the purple blossoms she named herself after. ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#friendship #winter #death

Soul connections are not often found and are worth every bit of fight left in you to keep. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#friendship #love #spirituality #friendship

I turned to face Audrey, and everything I loved was right there in her eyes, the memories tangible: the schooldays and sleepovers, the cheap bottles of wine and sappy chick flicks. She was there for my mother’s drunken relapses, there to hold me until I fell asleep the first time the ex from Seattle hit me. It was all there, and my God, each memory was suddenly sacred and the sun rose and set upon it. ↗

— Rachael Wade

#closure #friendship #grief #loyalty #memories