Quotes About Trust

Had the Chinese been more open about the disease when it first appeared, many people might have spared.

Every so often they exchanged these quick, knowing glances, each making sure the other one was still there, still with her. I wondered how long their friendship would last, and I felt sorry for them, because they didn't know it wouldn't.

I'd never believed in luck. Never had any cause to. Never relied on it, because I never could.

Lone women shouldn't stop in the middle of nowhere for giant unkempt strangers with duct tape on their faces.

The basis of any scam is telling people what they want to hear. If something sounds too good to be true, it probably is.

problem shared is a problem halved.

You tell a lot of lies, Ms. Berenson," he said. Berenson said nothing. Neagley said, "She's Human Resources. It's what they do.

Never revive a guy who had just pulled a gun on you.

But you think it because you don't trust your colleagues. Not all of them. You don't believe in them. Which leaves you isolated. It's all down to you. But the army is different. Whatever else is wrong with it, you can trust your brother soldiers. And believe in them.

I know," I said. "You already don't respect me because you saw me naked.

People who say no right away are usually lying. A truthful person is perfectly capable of saying no but generally they stop and think about it first. And they add sorry or something like that. Maybe they come out with some questions of their own. It's human nature. They say, Sorry, no, why, what happened?

He spoke in a neutral tone and said, "Help you?" Which in my experience are two words that can precede anything from genuine wholehearted cooperation to a bullet in the face. I said, "We're looking for John Kott.

The guy offered his left fist. Reacher bumped it with his right, behind DeLong's back. Not the first time his knuckles had touched a Sox fan, but by far the gentlest.

You don't let an armed man ride behind you unless you know him.

Below us the young guy was talking through the door seal again. His body language was placatory. He was squirming and patting the air and glancing hopefully toward the road. They're coming, I promise. And then they came.

Try Keever again. Just in case." "I don't want to. I don't want to hear him not answer." "He's either OK or he isn't. Calling him or not calling him doesn't change anything.

don't know why he's there, but I promise you he's clean, and he's going to do what needs doing, or he's going to die trying.

When we found it you said the number would be either the client, or a source of independent corroboration, or a source of further information.

Reacher said, "I wish I could send you ahead. Instead of me. You're a grown-up. I don't care what happens to you. Come if you want. Stay with us all the way. But stay with us on my left-hand side." "Why that?" "I'm right-handed. I like freedom of movement." "Understood. Let's go.

Admit nothing, even on your deathbed. You might suddenly get better.

Reacher's personal rule of thumb was never to revive a guy who had just pulled a gun on him. He was fairly inflexible on the matter.

a wanderer depends on the kindness of strangers. Not for anything specific or material. For morale.

Why me? Why didn't you do it?" "Like they say in England, why buy a dog and bark yourself?

Cozo's guys could let your name slip." "So?" "They could tell him where you live." "And that's supposed to scare me? Look at me, Blake. Get real. There's maybe ten people on the planet I need to be scared of. Extremely unlikely this guy Petrosian happens to be one of them.