Besties Quotes

“We didn’t want to admit it then, but we were friends. Best friends.”
― Shannon Celebi

“I know that you know that I'm awesome, and that you know that I know that you're awesome!”
― Shreya Gunna

“No, Mo," Miss Watkins said, turning to Nesta who was crying with laughter. "Nesta Williams, seeing as you clearly find it so funny. What do you think the name of God might be?"
"Er, not sure," said Nesta, looking caught out. "What do you think?"
"I don't think," said Miss Watkins."I know."
"I don't think I know either," giggled Nesta. The whole class got detention, but it was worth it. I felt like i'd spent the whole morning laughing my head off
We never did get to know what God's name was.”
― cathy hopkins

“Friendship is not something that you seek but something that finds you.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana, On Friendship: A Satirical Essay

“Best fabulous flamingo friends forever.”
― Aisha Cat

“You can be a friend to someone who is to you not a friend.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana, On Friendship: A Satirical Essay

“Our friends are siblings we discover, while our siblings are friends gifted to us by fate.”
― John Joclebs Bassey, Night of a Thousand Thoughts

“Most friendships are based on the current or former closeness not of the people but of their bodies.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“From her father she had inherited a beautiful olive complexion and defined angular features; from her Irish mother she got a mass of fiery copper curls that hung down to the middle of her back. The combination was almost outrageously unusual, and Sylvie was sure that half the male population of Avening was in love with her. Molly's looks were so loud that she herself spoke only when she needed to. But Sylvie and Molly had known each other for so long that often times they didn't say anything.”
― Amy S. Foster, When Autumn Leaves

“They drove about half a mile until they found their site. They were old hats, having been camping together several times. Sylvie opened the cooler and pulled out some chicken breasts to roast on the grill over the fire. She had also brought veggies she had washed and precut at home, then packed in aluminum foil with oil and garlic.
"God that smells good, Sylvie. I'm friggin' starving." Molly settled into the black butterfly chair she always brought along when she camped.
"I know, right? Food tastes so much better out here. I guess it's probably because you have to work so hard for it, huh?" Sylvie poked the chicken to check its progress.
"Yeah, that and the fact that you cook like MacGyver. You could, like, make a feast out of two blades of grass and a mushroom, whereas I can barely manage to open a bottle."
Sylvie looked at her friend sideways, but said nothing to the contrary, they both knew the truth of it. "I haven't eaten yet today and I'm about to faint. I think instinctively my body knows I'll need my strength for tonight."
"Oh yeah? You got plans I don't know about?" Molly said jokingly.
"I plan on dancing my ass off," said Sylvie.
"Tell me please we brought a camera. We did, right?"
"Please. You know I'm half Asian, right? My Japanese ancestors would be horrified if I'd forgotten a camera." Molly exploded into laughter.”
― Amy S. Foster, When Autumn Leaves

“Arcana, who prided herself in taking long, tiresome hours of Ally’s precious time, was getting ready for her first day of school.”
― Sana Sahul Hameed, Carter’s Kids & the Lovesick Murderer

“500+ contacts, 100+ friends..!
30+ close friends..!
But, still, I dial,
Those 9 numbers..!
When I need to,
Share my heart..!
When I need to,
See my besties...!”
― Nayan Kasturi

“Ideas love silence.
When you are silent, ideas come to knock on the door of your heart.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Night of a Thousand Thoughts

“Maybe on some subconscious level, I enjoy the lies. Thrive on them. Get off on them.”
― Christina Dotson, Love You to Death

“Vanessa was parked at the curb in her 1965 red Mustang convertible, her hair frosted with silver streaks. Catty slid into the front seat.
“Ready?” Vanessa asked. She wore a bell-sleeved sweater and matching purple mascara.
“Let me borrow your makeup.” Catty reached for Vanessa’s purse from the back and pulled out the makeup bag. “If we’re caught tonight, I want to look good for my mug shot.”
Vanessa laughed, her tense mood broken, and she pulled away from the curb as Catty swept electric-blue liner over her lids.
“I just burned a new CD.” Vanessa punched a button on her newly installed stereo, and guitar music roared into the night. Vanessa’s voice flowed from the speakers, a magical blend of rock and soul.
“That’s really good,” Catty said, complimenting her, and she spread red gloss over her lips. She turned to face Vanessa. “What do you think?”
“You look like a vamp and totally smoochable.”
― Lynne Ewing, The Prophecy

“I can already tell that I will hate everyone but you.”
― Gaby Dunn, Allison Raskin, I Hate Everyone But You