Constance Colding

“What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.”
― Aristotle

“Why did you do all this for me?' he asked. 'I don't deserve it. I've never done anything for you.' 'You have been my friend,' replied Charlotte. 'That in itself is a tremendous thing.”
― E.B. White, Charlotte’s Web

“What is wrong with women?” Elizabeth demanded. “Why do they buy into these cultural stereotypes? Worse, why do they perpetuate them? Are they not aware of the dominant female role in the hidden tribes of the Amazon? Is Margaret Mead out of print?” She only stopped when Harriet stood up, indicating she did not wish to be subjected to another unabridged word. — “Harriet. Harriet,” Madeline repeated. “Are you listening? Harriet, what happened to her? Did she die, too?” “Did who die?” Harriet asked distractedly, thinking about how she’d never read Margaret Mead. Was she the one who wrote Gone with the Wind? “The godmother.” “Oh, her,” she said. “I have no idea. And anyway, she—or he—wasn’t technically a godmother.” “But you said—” “It was a fairy”
― Bonnie Garmus, Lessons in Chemistry

“Do you keep secrets?” “Yes,” he admitted. “How about you?” “Me too,” she said. “I’m pretty sure everyone does,” he said. “Especially the people who say they don’t. There’s no way you go through life without being embarrassed or ashamed about something.”
― Bonnie Garmus, Lessons in Chemistry