We sit, silent, the comfortable way only good friends can sit.
“He bursts into tears, and not some manlike tears either, where you pretend you're brushing something off your face and, incidentally, wipe a tear. Nope. He starts bawling like a kid who spilled his...”
“Beside me, Philippe and Meg hold hands. He murmurs something that sounds like, "my dear leetle mongoose." I wish he'd turn back into a frog and hop away.”
“She's using me. And I like it.”
“He dug so deeply into her sentiments that in search of interest he found love, because by trying to make her love him he ended up falling in love with her. Petra Cotes, for her part, loved him more...”
“When what you want is a relationship, and not a person, get a dog.”
“When we cannot bear to be alone, it means we do not properly value the only companion we will have from birth to death - ourselves.”
“It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.”
“There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.”
“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.”
“The constant reprimands made me hyperconscious of my own performance, and so instead of getting rid of self, I had become embedded in the egoism I was supposed to transcend. Now I was beginning to ...”
“Silence is the mother of truth.”
“Silence is a powerful tool.”