Stephen King's Novel [ It ]

Maybe there are no good friends or bad friends... Maybe there are just friends People who will stand by you when you're hurt and won't let you be alone. Maybe they're worth being afraid for, worth hoping for, worth living for. Maybe worth dying for. No good friends. No bad friends. Just people, and the people you want and need to be with. This is a passage that comes to mind on a day I suddenly miss my friends.