You and I are more than friends. We're like a really small gang.

Don't worry about those who talk behind your back, they're behind you for a reason.

A good friend helps you up when you fall, a best friend laughs in your face and trips you again.

Maybe those nihilist philosophers are right; maybe this is all we can expect of the universe, a relentless crushing of life and spirit, because the equilibrium state of the cosmos is death.

Beauty isn't about having a pretty face it's about having a pretty mind, a pretty heart, and a pretty soul.

Friends are God's way of taking care of us.

Loving someone who doesn't love you back is like hugging a cactus. The tighter you hold on, the more it's going to hurt.