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"As Isabel acted out her date, both of them laughing, I stayed in the kitchen, out of sight, and pretended she was telling me, too. And that, for once, I was part of this hidden language of laughter and silliness and girls that was, somehow, friendship."
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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."

"Friendship ... is born at the moment when one man says to another "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . ."

"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."

"Friends we shall never be, you know that yourself. Whether we shall be the happiest or the wretchedest of people--that's in your hands."
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"It was amazing how you could get so far from where you'd planned, and yet find it was exactly were you needed to be."


"But as long as something is never even started, you never have to worry about it ending. It has endless potential."


"Your mother won a special reward," she told me, "because everyone had a head in her pictures. We all applauded."


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