Best Friend Quotes

“When you find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will stand in front of you when other’s cast stones, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who will hold your hand when your sick, who thinks your pretty without makeup, the one who turns to his friends and say, ‘that’s her’, the one that would bear your rejection because losing you means losing his will to live, who kisses you when you screw up, watches the stars and names one for you and will hold and rock that baby for hours so you can sleep…..you marry him all over again.”
― Shannon Alder

“A best friend is the only one that walks into your life when the world has walked out.”
― Shannon l. Alder

“Friends are a strange, volatile, contradictory, yet sticky phenomenon. They are made, crafted, shaped, molded, created by focused effort and intent. And yet, true friendship, once recognized, in its essence is effortless.

Best friends are formed by time.

Everyone is someone's friend, even when they think they are all alone.

If the friendship is not working, your heart will know. It's when you start being less than perfectly honest and perfectly earnest in your dealings. And it's when the things you do together no longer feel right.

However, sometimes it takes more effort to make it work after all.

Stick around long enough to become someone's best friend.”
― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

“Being soaked alone is cold. Being soaked with your best friend is an adventure.”
― Emily Wing Smith, Back When You Were Easier to Love

“It's harder than you think, to find someone who truly believes in your unequivocal, unconditional awesomeness”
― Hannah Harrington, Saving June

“Vlad made a mental note to amend the friend code: thou shalt not date the girl that thy best friend has a crush on...nor shalt thou try sticking thy best friend in the chest with a sharp hunk of wood.”
― Heather Brewer, Ninth Grade Slays

“Recollection builds up our personality. Our individuality is based on all the little pieces we assembled in the past. ("The past was her best friend")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“He wipes tears off my face and then snot. He uses his hands. He loves me that much.”
― Nina LaCour, Hold Still

“Unfailing friends are essential, when ‘presence’ and ‘absence’ are wrangling in our daily living, and our presence is rampaged by murk and woe, while passion and lust for life are trampled. Reliable allies can shore us up and since we are our best ally, we first have got to make sure we get along well with ourselves. ("Being my best friend”).”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Let us not be our own worst enemy by enduringly looking on the dark side of things. ("Being my best friend" )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“We do well to be our paramount ‘significant one’. Being our best friend entails respecting ourselves, recognizing our way of living and accepting what we are and how we are. It can give us the power to understand and appreciate the others. ("Being my best friend").”
― Erik Pevernagie

“A good friend will come and bail you out of jail, but a best friend will be sitting next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'!”
― Kate Angell, Curveball

“I want to talk to her. I want to have lunch with her. I want her to give me a book she just read and loved. She is my phantom limb, and I just can’t believe I’m here without her.”- on losing her best friend”
― Nora Ephron, I Feel Bad About My Neck and Other Thoughts on Being a Woman

“I mean really if you can't count on your best friend to go to jail with you, what good are they?”
― Janice Hardy, Blue Fire

“Our shadow is simultaneously our past and "inner child," representing the essence of our vulnerability, creativity, and emotional core shaped by our experiences. It is our best friend, guiding us through the vagaries of life, giving us expectations, and opening new skylines. (“Not without my shadow »)”
― Erik Pevernagie

“That's the cool thing about having a best friend. They know what your pain feels like already, so you don't have to explain it.”
― Susane Colasanti, Take Me There

“Noel was her very best friend - even if she wasn't his. Noel was her person.”
― Rainbow Rowell, My True Love Gave to Me: Twelve Holiday Stories

“God, what had we done? It didn't really matter. Piper had been the kind of friend with whom I didn't have to fill in the spaces with random conversation. It was okay to just be with her. She knew that sometimes I needed that - to not have to take care of anyone or anything, to simply exist in my own space, adjacent to hers.”
― Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care

“The time between your first major fight with your best friend until you make up is, for a teenage girl, about as long as it took for God to create the universe. . . . It's excellent training for having a boyfriend.”
― Brando Skyhorse, The Madonnas of Echo Park

“We are loved way more by some of the people who have not contacted us in the last twelve or so months than we are loved by some of those who contact us every twelve or so days … or hours.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“Kindness is a girl's best friend.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year

“Well, perhaps he's not my best friend, but I don't think he hates me anymore.”
― Mary Kirchoff, Wanderlust

“Even the closest bonds can break your heart. Appreciate every moment, expect nothing.”
― Qudama Rafiq

“I wanted a person.
Someone who was mine. Who liked me more than anyone else. I dreamt of having someone in my life who understood me and liked me, quirks and all. I wanted a partner. A best friend.”
― Maggie Dallen, First Kiss with the Quarterback

“Aperitif--- Spectral Sour (Library of Spirits, Fall 2016)
Amuse-bouche--- Sautéed Liver and Onions (Saveur Fare, Winter 2016)
Potage--- Buffalo Chicken & Baked Potato Chowder (Hell's Kitchen, Winter 2017)
Entrée--- Fried Sardines with Preserved Lemon on Toast (Hell's Kitchen, Winter 2017)
Special Seatings--- Chef's Tastings (Limited)


Once he realized what it was, Kostya had to take a minute.
They were all aftertastes, dishes rooted in the Dead that he, Konstantin, had shepherded back to life. Frankie had seen the possibilities; he'd believed in him. Always. So much, apparently, that he'd imagined what a restaurant serving Kostya's food would look like. How he could structure his courses.”
― Daria Lavelle, Aftertaste

“She looked like a demon that was fated to seduce everyone, and no one could do anything but succumb to her powers.”
― Iolanda R. Santos, The First of Their Kind: The Soulbreaker Series

“As his sister, I wish more than anything that you could find a way to forgive him. But as your best friend, I have to tell you that if you take him back, I will never speak to you again.”
― Colleen Hoover, It Ends with Us

“Diamonds may be a girl’s best friend, but Diamonds is our inheritance.”
― Dipti Dhakul, Quote: +/-

“Lighting her candles she confessed, 'Satan is my best friend.'

Her words silenced me.

'He's loyal, even when I f*ck up.”
― Mr. Joshua Shaw, I Took a Plane to Die in Denver

“Irish Whiskey. Not Jameson. Not Teeling. Sexton. Strong and toasty, honeyed fruit stinging his nose. Sweet sponge cake. Soft, so soft, sopping with booze, oozing into his throat. Coconut Cruzan. Flavored Dominican rum, the scent of an island breeze. Beeswax, from a birthday candle, crackling between his teeth.
He'd know that rum cake anywhere. Warm and heady, half-Irish, half-Dominican, with the promise of a good time. Just like the man himself.
In all the time they'd lived together, Frankie had never had a sweet tooth--- preferred heat and spice, salt to sugar--- but whenever he went home to his mama's, he'd come back with a Tupperware of this. It was what she made every birthday, every holiday, every time her baby visited. It was the stuff of Frankie's childhood memories, the magic of his sweetest moments baked into a bundt and soused with sweet booze--- a shot of Cruzan for his 'lita, his mama's mama; a shot of Sexton for his grandmam--- and served to him in increasingly large slices as he aged up and learned to hold his liquor.
Kostya could almost see him, coming through the door with the container swinging in a plastic bag, digging a spoon out of the drawer, leaning over the kitchen counter to shovel it into his mouth, no plate, no chair, just a look of ecstatic nostalgia on his face.
Y'all can have the foie and lobster, he once said, scooping crumbs into his mouth. This is my death row wish. Want a bite?”
― Daria Lavelle, Aftertaste