--Coraline by Neil Gaiman
“We…we could be friends, you know,” said Coraline. “We could be rare specimens of an exotic breed of African dancing elephants,” said the cat. “But we’re not. At least,” it added cattily, after darting a brief look at Coraline, “I’m not.”
--Coraline by Neil Gaiman
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“The thing I don’t understand is, tomorrow all those kids who were throwing food at one another will still be friends. They’ll be laughing and making small talk and everything will be okay. But they won’t be laughing and making small talk with me. I don’t understand. I think there is something wrong with them.”
--Invisible by Pete Hautman “That is the secret to staying best friends with someone—you learn what not to talk about. For instance, we never talk about the Tuttle place. We don’t like to think about that.”
--Invisible by Pete Hautman “It does not matter to Andy that we live in completely different realities. I’m Andy’s best friend. It does not matter to Andy that we hardly ever actually do anything together. Why should it? We are best friends, me and Andy. Best. Friends.”
--Invisible by Pete Hautman “I miss all my imaginary friends.”
—Stephanie C. --I Can't Keep My Own Secrets by the editors of Smith Magazine “What I don’t understand is how Digger could have been so callous that morning: If he’s stupid enough to be out there, he can take what’s coming…How Digger—and J.T., too—could have been so blind to the awful possibilities. Even after I reminded them: He could die in, like twenty minutes…We ought to yell something… When exactly, did they begin to feel shamed by it? Because it has always shamed me.”
--Red Kayak by Priscilla Cummings “I stayed on the ground for a long time after Rowdy walked away. I stupidly hoped that time would stand still if I stayed still. But I had to stand eventually, and when I did, I knew that my best friend had become my worst enemy.”
--The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie “We held hands when we walked down the gingerbread path into the forest, blood dripping from our fingers. We danced with witches and kissed monsters. We turned us into wintergirls, and when she tried to leave, I pulled her back into the snow because I was afraid to be alone.”
--Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson |