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"My mother says it can't stay like this, but I believe it will. The Pants are like an omen. They stand for the promise we made to one another, that no matter what happens, we stick together. But they stand for a challenge too. It's not enough to stay in Bethesda, Maryland, and hunker down in air-conditioned houses. We promise one another that someday we'd get out in the world and figure some stuff out."
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"When a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend."

"The final test for a novel will be our affection for it, as it is the test of our friends, and of anything else which we cannot define."

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"The only service a friend can really render is to keep up your courage by holding up to you a mirror in which you can see a noble image of yourself."

"To me, re-reading my favorite books is like spending time with my best friends.I'd never be satisfied to limit myself to just one experience each with my favorite people."

"This was what I liked most about my friends: just sitting around and telling stories. Window stories and mirror stories. I only listened - the stories on my mind weren't that funny."

"My friend has a baby. I'm recording all the noises he makes so later I can ask him what he meant."

"That's who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of."

"While conscience is our friend, all is at peace; however once it is offended, farewell to a tranquil mind."

"Many a man who thinks to found a home discovers that he has merely opened a tavern for his friends."
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"She existed in her friends, there she was. All the parts of herself she'd forgotten. She knew herself best when she was with them."

"The weather turned. Her skin seemed to grow a million extra pores, and all of them opened to take in the warmth and tenderness of the air. The sun on her face made her want to cry. Into all those millions of open pores came the sunshine, and other feelings as well. In and out. She was porous."

"She'd cried over a broken heart before. She knew what that felt like, and it didn't feel like this. Her heart felt not so much broken as just ... empty. It felt like she was an outline empty in the middle. The outline cried senselessly for the absent middle. The past cried for the present that was nothing."

"She didn't open the envelope until she'd gotten to the bus station and needed to pay for her ticket. He hadn't given her the thousand dollars she'd asked for-he'd given her ten thousand."

"Someday when you're twenty, maybe, I'll see you again. You'll be this hot soccer star at some great school, with a million guys more interesting than I am chasing you down. And you know what? I'll see you and I'll pray you want me still."

"She looked up at the stars and gave Tibby thanks. She didn't have to throw her thoughts far to know they reached her."

"Maybe you think you'll be entitled to more happiness later by forgoing all of it now, but it doesn't work that way. Happiness takes as much practice as unhappiness does. It's by living that you live more. By waiting you wait more. Every waiting day makes your life a little less. Every lonely day makes you a little smaller. Every day you put off your life makes you less capable of living it."

"She knew that when she got old it would be more fun to look back on a life of romance and adventure than a life of quiet habits. But looking back was easy. It was the doing that was painful. There were plenty of things she would like to look back on but wasn't willing to risk ..."
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