Best 29 quotes in «buddy quotes» category

A lot of my girlfriends like baggy oversized stuff and put on menswear already. And I also wanted something that my boyfriends - my gay and straight buddies - could wear. I wanted something for everyone.

Some of our friends are our friends only because we used to be friends.

You’re cooking?” “I think the right word here would be ‘trying’,” Tate mumbled… “Would this have anything to do with whoever that is barfing up a lung in the bathroom upstairs?

I discovered John Fante when I was 17 years old - strangely, not through Charles Bukowski, but through William Saroyan, who was his drinking buddy.

As regards my feelings about drummers - there's Buddy Rich, and then there's everybody else.

Being injured sucks. When you see all your buddies out there playing it's tough.

Bird by bird, buddy. Just take it bird by bird.

Diversification is your buddy.

Hillary Clinton is worried about how Trump is exploiting a divided nation? She's exploiting a divided nation. She and her leftist buddies, they're the ones dividing and then exploiting. They're the ones that are imposing their will on us, and it isn't happening democratically. They're just bullying everybody into shutting up so that the left doesn't come after 'em.

Back in high school, my buddies tried to put the make on anything that moved. I told them, Why limit yourselves?

By thinking you are cleverer and more talented than your buddies, many a career has been blotted.

Call me Elf......one more time!

I mean, Sting is one of my great buddies and I love him to death.

I grew up in Arizona and have a lot of buddies that are cowpokes.

Lifestyle is an terrible, unpleasant put to not have a very finest buddy.

I prefer to stroll which has a buddy at nighttime, than by itself inside the light.

Lady is the buddy of man, skilled with equivalent mental limit.

I've got a buddy who will not watch me because he'll say 'I don't know who that dude is.'

My dad loved comedians, especially George Jessel, and he loved Henny Youngman and Buddy Hackett.

There are few writers who, if they publish anything, I am going to buy it: Ian McEwan, Scott Turow, Pat Conroy - he was a buddy of mine and I always read his stuff. Also: Harlan Coben, Elmore Leonard, John Le Carre, but he's pushing ninety.

Quick! Head for the ground floor! We have to get out! We will die if we stay! The vampires are here!" "Haven't you got a hug for me, Larten, old buddy?

That sounded about as likely as Apophis and Ra becoming Facebook buddies, but I decided not to say anything.

You need to modulate that unwarranted ire, buddy. I'm not your 'ho and you ain't my pimp

You hope your buddies will win so you don't have to loan them any money.

Usually, you don't really end up lifelong buddies with your co-stars.

Buddy me decía que estaba leyendo poemas escritos por alguien que también era médico y que había descubierto que había un famoso cuentista ruso, ya muerto, que también había sido médico, así que era posible que los escritores y los médicos congeniaran.

But that’s the way life is; felicity and expiation play together in the narrow lanes of life like bosom friends, inseparable. You find one, and the other is always around the corner.

FRIEND Only when you have walked with me through the valley of hardship... When you have fought beside me against an evil foe... When you have cried with me through a painful heartache... When you have laughed with me at life joyous moments... When you have held my hand in silent sorrow at my loss... When you have trusted me in spite of your doubts,,, When you have believed in me when I lacked confidence to believe in my self... When you have defended my honor against lying tongues... When you have prayed for me when I was temped to go wrong... When you have stood with me as others walked away... Then and only then can you call me friend. For then you truly know ME. Then you will have paid the price of sisterhood/brotherhood. Then you will have forged a bond that will transcend time and live beyond life. Then you will truly be called a FRIEND who sticks closer than a brother... © 2013 From the book Meditations From my Garden by Stella Payton

Her latest client is Professor Desmond Curnin, a university professor who teaches library sciences to large groups of students. He’s quick to pay on-time, quick to never fall behind. He’s a brown-haired man with an unkempt beard and thick-framed hipster glasses. He slides a leather briefcase stuffed with dollar bills into the open window of Geraldine’s car. “Your fly’s unzipped,” Geraldine points out, disgusted. “Who gave you a license to sell hot dogs, buddy?