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0a5737a Her only way home was to betray her friend. friend Scott Westerfeld
1832b8a If you come at four in the afternoon, I'll begin to be happy by three. happy visit friend anticipation Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
da5e280 Hospitality means primarily the creation of free space where the stranger can enter and become a friend instead of an enemy. Hospitality is not to change people, but to offer them space where change can take place. It is not to bring men and women over to our side, but to offer freedom not disturbed by dividing lines. freedom change holy hospitality other stranger space friend Henri J.M. Nouwen
0b246de "Having a sister or a friend is like sitting at night in a lighted house. Those outside can watch you if they want, but you need not see them. You simply say, "Here are the perimeters of our attention. If you prowl around under the windows till the crickets go silent, we will pull the shades. If you wish us to suffer your envious curiosity, you must permit us not to notice it." Anyone with one solid human bond is that smug, and it is the smugness as much as the comfort and safety that lonely people covet and admire." loneliness relationships sister friend safety Marilynne Robinson
336ffed My father chose my name , and my last name was chosen by my ancestors . That's enough, I myself choose my way faith funny relationship death religion god humor life love truth inspirational friend Ali Shariati
334a704 "In high seas or in low seas, I'm gonna be your friend... I'm gonna be your friend. In high tide or in low tide, song life friend ocean Bob Marley
98eca82 Being in love with your best friend is problematic. fate pain friends life-quotes davin i-m-in-love love-issues love-problems best-friend-love best-friend-quotes friends-to-lovers friendship-and-love ignoring-issues in-love-with-best-friend in-love-with-my-friend mazing-quotes awesome-quotes bandaids first-aid friend-quotes friendship-true-and-loyal frienship j-m-richards real-friends real-friendship tall-dark-streak-of-lightning tdsol quotes-about-life friendship-quotes so-true best-friends bitterness hurt friend longing J.M. Richards
08c37bb A Mark that spoke of loss was still a Mark, a remembrance. You could not lose something you never had. love parabatai why friend tears Cassandra Clare
4aaced0 As much as I cared about him, I wasn't a slave to fate. I could choose to ignore my feelings, strong as they were. It would be painful, but no more so than letting myself pine for my friend. fate pain friends life-quotes best-friend-love best-friend-quotes friends-to-lovers friendship-and-love ignoring-issues in-love-with-best-friend in-love-with-my-friend mazing-quotes arguments awesome-quotes bandaids first-aid friend-quotes friendship-true-and-loyal frienship j-m-richards real-friends real-friendship tall-dark-streak-of-lightning tdsol quotes-about-life friendship-quotes so-true best-friends bitterness hurt friend longing J.M. Richards
bdff052 I mean talk. Never forget that God is your friend. And like all friends, He longs to hear what's been happening in your life. Good or bad, whether it's been full of sorrow or anger, and even when you're questioning why terrible things have to happen. So I talk with him. sorrow god questioning friend talk Nicholas Sparks
278946c It was in their friendship they just wanted to run forever, shadow and shadow. friends friendship descriptions together friend shadows running childhood Ray Bradbury
ceba3ab Friendship is something that gets harder to understand, every damn year of my life.Friendship is like a kind of algebra test that nobody passes. In my worst moods, I think the best you can say is that a friend is anyone you don't despise. friends friendship trust-friends-betrayal friendships friend Gregory David Roberts
7e563ba If perchance a friend should betray you; if he forms a subtle plot to get hold of what is yours; if people should try to spread evil reports about you, would you tamely submit to all this without flying into a rage? rage people life friend friends-betrayal harm wrongdoing society deceit evil Molière
f4c4d6a Trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognize his enemy when the latter actually appeared. irony trust mistrust enemy friend Nathaniel Hawthorne
8914d5b I didn't want to forget him. Maybe I didn't want him to forget me. friend Mitch Albom
af3fca9 -But where are you going to, Helen? Can you see? Do you know? -I believe; I have faith: I am going to God. -Where is God? What is God? -My maker and yours, who will never destroy what He created. I rely implicitly on His power, and confide wholly in His goodness: I count the hours till that eventful one arrives which shall restore me to Him, reveal Him to me. death religion friend classic Charlotte Brontë
03df3d1 "I suppose that means you don't want any band-aids, either," I said, a touch more bitterly than I'd meant to." friends life-quotes anna arguments awesome-quotes bandaids first-aid friend-quotes friendship-true-and-loyal frienship j-m-richards real-friends real-friendship silly-fights stupid-arguments tall-dark-streak-of-lightning tdsol quotes-about-life friendship-quotes so-true best-friends bitterness hurt friend J.M. Richards
8b8aa33 Carn Carby left, and ender mentally added him to his private list of people who also qualified as human beings. human life love friend Orson Scott Card
892cbda She was my friend. Briefly, she was my lover. She was braver than I ever would have been in the moment of death. And I bet she was a hell of a shooting star. lover death star friend moment shooting hell John Scalzi
1ba4b32 The person who has never made an enemy will never make a friend. friendship friend Peter Tremayne
64e7a7b He was the friend of my life. You know, you only have one friend like that; there can't be two. friendship epigraph once-in-a-lifetime tender bittersweet friend poignant sad James Salter
1c9d77f "Why'd you want to kill yourself? Didn't you feel anything, or didn't it hurt you?" Mandy questioned, looking puzzled. "Yes, I suppose it did, ... it was strange, it was sharp, that's all I can think of to describe it... and cold, but not cold like ice, more like... I don't know, like something much worse, something horrible... and it seemed like the ground was falling upwards, becoming the sky... for a moment it made me consider that it was just a dream, that I was on some sort of drug, and then I remember being overjoyed to see the sky was still above me, then just really sad, really tired... and then I don't remember much else about it," Alecto told her, glaring straight ahead at the sky with narrowed eyes. "I don't mind, I'm not supposed to mind, anyway. Mearth already told me that eventually I would want to be dead, that it was inevitable... still, I sometimes wish that I could have done something good for other people in my life, it might have made up for all the bad stuff I've done." suicide grief loss dark friends death sadness friendship dysfunctional swing-set confusion morbid spooky creepy canada help friend self-harm self-mutilation halloween drugs dying nostalgia Rebecca McNutt
afe6e57 "Amanda, you finally decided to answer the phone," her mom exclaimed after picking up at the first ring. "Where've you been, what've you been up to?" "Mom, do you remember when I was a kid, I had a friend, he was a Personification of the Sydney Tar Ponds, sort of my imaginary friend?" Mandy asked. "No, what in the name of god are you on about?" her mom sighed in exasperation. "Remember? Only I could see him, but he was real and he was my best friend when I was eighteen?" Mandy insisted. "No, I don't remember Alecto Sydney Steele at all," said her mom all too quickly." family friendship imaginary-companion imaginary-playmate invisible-friend pretend-friend sydney-tar-ponds imaginary-friend cape-breton nova-scotia call telephone dysfunctional-families eighteen pretend canada conversation friend talk girl mom mother invisible remember phone Rebecca McNutt
a0fc83d Nobody really wants to be your friend when they discover that you work with dead people. death friendship mortician undertaker morbid career funeral friend dead lonely dying Rebecca McNutt
8e189a5 "I don't want anything else bad to happen," she whispered, her voice choked with tears. "I'm so sick to death of bad things happening, of seeing bad things that happened in the past! And I'm guilty of so many things. I'm sorry that I killed Mrs. Matthias and wrecked her stupid greenhouse back in the Eighties and I'm sorry I left you here alone while I went around the world." "I wasn't alone though, I knew you were doing what you wanted to do and that you were still alive, so I wasn't really alone, I knew you were still there somewhere," Alecto told her. His damaged smile and downcast, sorrowful eyes were draped in the shadow of the night, saving Mandy the trouble of seeing." hopelessness grief murder travel world sorrow death friendship love greenhouse eighties apart lonliness damaged bad together omen friend crying shadow smile tears trouble guilt Rebecca McNutt
5322620 "Oh, I'm Chrissy Mackenzie, I'm from Vancouver but I came here to study environmental journalism," the girl exclaimed with way too much enthusiasm. "You got any advice?" "Search me," Mandy muttered, spooning another ice cube from the empty glass on the table in front of her. "I like pollution, I write in favor of it, and environmental journalism most often implies that it's in favor of all that "go green" hippie crap." "Oh, well...." Chrissy seemed taken aback, offended, and Mandy sighed a fourth time. "Damn it, I'm really sorry," she apologized, smiling dismally at the aspiring writer. "It's just been a really lousy day for me and I wasn't really thinking. My advice? Find your own cause to represent, not one thrown out into society by a ton of environmentalist dopes. Find something new, something you think could be improved, and work from there." Chrissy smiled with a look of total ecstasy as if the words of some nobody woman were important. Mandy momentarily noticed the groups of laughing, drunk, giggling people, all acting childish... and for a moment she wished she could be them." world joy change hope drea environmntal gol ice-cube vancouver cape-breton nova-scotia hippie journalist pollution improve friend peace drunk sad Rebecca McNutt
407e360 I don't want any other friends! They'd never be as good a friend as you are. friend Rebecca McNutt
9825d33 Destiny gets compressed, you know, into just that small fraction of a second you have right in front of you at any one time. And there's nothing romantic about keeping your head down to avoid getting shot, or trying to save a friend who's been injured, or coming face to face with a creature who is as smart and mean and as terrified of dying as you are, and who wants to make sure that if someone is left on the ground there, it's you and not it. time romantic destiny fraction second ground head shot friend someone John Scalzi
b8b2676 "Why did you revive me?" Alecto repeated. "Well... uh, well...." Mandy hesitated, her voice full of sudden misery. "They say there are five stages of grief, you know... five stages. denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. Not in any particular order. Anyhow, I denied your death, I was angry about it, I bargained with Mearth to try and get her to un-bury your site and I was depressed about the whole ordeal. One thing I just froze up on though was acceptance. I just couldn't accept your death. It was really cruel the way you died, and I missed you so much... Mearth, my parents, the cops, Dr. Pottie, they all thought I was crazy. When people think you're crazy, that label automatically dehumanizes you, because people can use it to discredit everything you say with, "oh, pay no mind to her, she's just this crazy lunatic with a dead imaginary friend." I just wanted to do something, anything to make it all go away, and I decided that I wanted to revive you." mourning grief loss depression death sadness friendship bargaining discredit imaginary-friend revival dehumanization death-of-a-loved-one anger denial help friend crazy lunatic dying Rebecca McNutt
de3efa9 "What are you doing?" Alecto asked in surprise, stepping back. Laughing brightly, she dragged him towards the greenhouse, the shattered glass reflecting rainbows as brilliant as a million Kodak flashcubes, glittering as they were cascaded through the breeze. "See, don't be afraid of the glass, it can't hurt us," Mandy laughed, spectacularly eccentric, her eyes reflecting the fallen glass. "I wasn't afraid of the glass, but this isn't a very secluded place that you just decided to vandalize," Alecto cautioned, smiling despite his words. Before Mandy could reply, she heard loud whispering in the air, behind the trees... it sounded like a group of people, all whispering in unison... "Somebody's out there," she exclaimed nervously. "Yeah, you're right," Alecto replied. Suddenly a sharp new vibrancy seemed to fill his eyes and he smiled coldly, taking the tree branch from Mandy and rapidly smashing in all of Mrs. Matthias' stained glass house windows with it. Blue, green, yellow, red, turquoise, purple and an array of other colors showered through the sky noisily, sounding like wind chimes and crashing waves. "They'll go away," he told her, glancing up at the sky. "...Alecto, do you like me?" Mandy questioned, holding out her arms like a lopsided scarecrow as the glass fell through her dark red hair. "Yeah, sure," he answered. "Will you be my friend, then? A real friend, not just another person who feels sorry for me?" Mandy asked. "...Alright, Mandy Valems," Alecto agreed." depression fun friends funny friendship love colored flashcube greenhouse scarecrow stained-glass vibrancy wind-chimes kodak cape-breton nova-scotia glitter cut air whispering yellow waves best-friends sorry green sharp vandalism blue canada glass growing-up red shatter trees noir friend house smile children crashing noise nostalgia Rebecca McNutt
7103481 "If you were me you'd do the right thing, help your friends, because you're not a coward," Mandy sighed sadly. "I covered up a murder because I was scared to go to jail and I did the wrong thing... well, now's my chance to do the right thing, to save someone's life, because I don't want you to die." "Save someone's life? I'm no one," Alecto laughed morbidly. "A hundred and twelve years is definitely way too long to have survived. You'd be wasting your time and risking your own life...." "This is my life," Mandy declared, smiling sincerely. Alecto just looked concerned and very doubtful as the rain drizzled down the roads and sidewalks, towards the harbour where it fell into the ocean, indistinguishable from all the other water in the world." -- suicide grief murder loss wrong death friendship disturbance moral-values seaside imaginary-friend cape-breton nova-scotia coward jail rescue help friend misery crime scary right morals ocean dying Rebecca McNutt
cdec7e4 "Cassie?" It's Sammy, holding on to Ben, because he's feeling the Ben thing a little more than he is the Cassie one at the moment. Who's this guy falling from the ductwork, and what's he doing with my sister? "This must be Sammy," Evan says. "This is Sammy," I say. "Oh! And this is--" "Ben Parish," Ben says. "Ben Parish?" Evan looks at me. That Ben Parish? "Ben," I say, my face on fire. I want to laugh and crawl under the counter at the same time. "This is Evan Walker." "Is he your boyfriend?" Sammy asks. I don't know what to say. Ben looks totally lost, Evan completely amused, and Sammy just damned curious. It's my first truly awkward moment in the alien lair, and I'd been through my share of moments. "He's a friend from high school," I mutter. And Evan corrects me, since it's clear I've lost my mind. "Actually, Sam, Ben is Cassie's friend from high school." "She's not my friend," Ben says. "I mean, I guess I kind of remember her..." Then Evan's words sink in. "How do you know who I am?" "He doesn't!" I fairly shout. Cassie told me about you," Evan says. I elbow him in the ribs, and he gives me a look like "Maybe we can chat about how everybody knows one another later" blush embarrassed evan-walker introductions sam-sullivan boyfriend ben-parish cassie-sullivan meet friend know Rick Yancey
0eaec6c There was nothing Mandy had wanted more than to give her full attention to the world of Personifications and ignore those who ignored her in society. She'd wanted to talk out loud to Alecto, to have conversations in front of other ordinary people. Unfortunately, to do that in front of ordinary people would only prove her insanity, and although Mandy was naive at times, she wasn't stupid. friendship personification ordinary conversation friend talk insanity insane mental-illness psychology Rebecca McNutt
a420f85 Yet Conscience is a nobleman, the best in us, and a friend. light-of-christ friend Richard Llewellyn
f3bb16c Death began to look like a friend. friend Francine Rivers
3fff438 "Geraldine keeps her eyes trained on him as she slowly reaches into her purse, wrapping her fingers around her gun. "...Callo, I'm so sorry that your life ended up this way," she sighs as she gets out of her side of the car, her feet burning from the cold as her high heels sink into the fallen snow. "Aren't you scared?" "I'm you, Geraldine... I fell into the same trap as you, anyway," Callo answers. His large eyes are shining with tears, but he doesn't seem afraid in the least. "...The dead don't feel anything, you know... not even guilt or regret. So, what is there to be afraid of?" depression emotion fear death friendship apology forlornness usurer high-heels forlorn purse revolver lonliness friend trap gun tears regret kill depressed dead guilt die eyes dying mental-illness Rebecca McNutt
349cf3d "It's true, I guess, that no matter how much it sucks, you're supposed to sacrifice things for a friend. It was a concept that he hadn't understood earlier on in his life. In elementary school, Bernie had been assigned 'Charlotte's Web' to read, and he'd always found it selfish how Charlotte the spider gave everything she had to Wilbur the pig, all her time and energy trying to keep this pig alive and off the farmer's dinner plate, only to end up dying in the wispy remains of her last cobweb. "That pig was a selfish bastard who whined too much." He hadn't understood why, in his college days watching 'The Smurfs' cartoon on TV just to pass the time, the evil wizard Gargamel had kept his bratty little apprentice, Scruple, around with him even when there was no incentive to do it and it would have been more convenient to just get rid of him. "Well, you give and you give and you give, you sacrifice things for somebody even when you normally wouldn't, but you get back something worth having, maybe. Something worth all that sacrifice... I mean, what's life worth if you have nobody to share it with, anyway?" sacrifice friendship love pop-culture-reference smurfs pop-culture sharing friend Rebecca McNutt
a6f81f8 "I lead Paco through the house. We pass Shelley in the family room looking at some magazine. "Shelley, this is Paco. He's Alex's friend. Paco, this is my sister, Shelley." At the mention of Alex's name, Shelley gives a happy squeal. "Hey, Shelley," Paco says. Shelley smiles wide. "Shell-bell, I need you to do me a favor." Shelley bobs her head in response as I whisper, "I need you to keep Mom occupied while I talk to Paco." Shelley grins, and I know my sister will come through for me." shelley-ellis paco sister distract friend mom favor Simone Elkeles
cbbf16d "Had it not been for "Nightline," Morrie would have died without ever seeing me again. I had no good excuse for this, except the one that everyone these days seems to have. I had become too wrapped up in the siren song of my life. I was busy." ill death life workaholic excuse friend Mitch Albom
a690594 "Oh, trust me Sydney Tar Ponds, you aren't the first Personification to be forgotten by somebody ordinary," Mearth sighed with a falsely-reassuring smile. Alecto stepped back from her, glaring hatefully. "Sydney Tar Ponds," Mearth added, "I've had so many ordinary people as friends in my life that by now I've forgotten all their names. At first it was difficult... very sad... to see them always leaving, dying, disappearing, ignoring, but after a while I realized that they weren't worth the trouble. I'd rather be in the company of other Personifications. At least they aren't always dropping dead like houseflies or sailing away to parts unknown. Nil sa saol seo ach ceo, i ni bheimid beo, ach seal beag gearr. Wouldn't you agree?" "No," Alecto told her. "I think you're insane." loss human death friendship housefly mother-earth personification ordinary pollution friend irish forget sad insane dying memory Rebecca McNutt
97ba715 Terrell is weeping soundlessly, and despite the guard's objection, he raises his hand up to the glass. Geraldine mimics him, lining her fingers up with his. It's lonely to think that one little sheet of glass could create such a thick distance between them, but all the same, regardless of what he's done, he's still one of the closest friends she has. murder friendship guard jail glass hand friend prison crime Rebecca McNutt
3808eec "I know what I'm talking about, Alecto! When I think of Jud, I think of the times he wanted to be a coal miner, the times he took Wendy and me sailing in the harbour, the times he showed me how to play soccer, but I forgot all the bullying and I'll never understand why. And now you ask me, you ask me what happened once we were in high school. You said you didn't understand what having a family was like, so ask me!" Mandy was shouting at him without even realizing it, her words sharp and unforgiving. "I...." Alecto started, hesitating for a moment. "You don't seem like yourself Mandy Valems, not at all...." "No, go ahead! You want to know what having a real family is like?" Mandy snapped, turning to stare at him coldly. "Ask me what happened, I'll tell you anything you want to know!" "...What happened?" Alecto asked quietly, looking nervous and confused. "I stayed late after school in shop class when I was in grade 9, trying to keep my lousy grades up. I was building a birdhouse, something like that, and that was when Jud and all his popular jock friends came storming in, laughing and swearing like a bunch of pigs," Mandy continued. "So ask me what happened next." "I... I don't want to ask you what happened," Alecto replied. "Ask me!" Mandy yelled. "Alright, what happened next...?" Alecto questioned." friendship imaginary-friend beat-up cape-breton-parents wood-shop nova-scotia assault shop confession canada attack cruelty high-school friend conflict stress bully bullying fight wood school Rebecca McNutt
c96eb7e It's lovely when the dark is your friend, isn't it? When you turn on the light, it makes the dark your enemy... and it glowers in at you resentfully. light enemy friend L.M. Montgomery
c241f6e The treachery of a friend is worse than the treachery of an enemy. treachery friend Kevin Crossley-Holland
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