Quotes About Trust

Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?

When Can A Wife Disobey? When a husband asks his wife to do something directly contrary to Scripture.

Humble yourselves, therefore, under God's mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.

Waiting for the What Ifs of life, for what might happen, causes the sturdiest of hearts to be anxious.

Spies and parents never sleep.

No daughter would ever want to know these intimate details about her mother's life.

She started to tell him so, but the words vanished unsaid when he abruptly thrust his hands under her skirt, all the way to her waist. Mary gave a startled shriek and jerked back, almost oversetting the chair. He glared at her, his eyes like black ice. You don't have to worry, he snapped. This is Saturday. I only rape on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

I have a rule: Walk out, crawl back. If a man does the first, then he has to do the second to get back on good terms with me.

What good is having a friend who's a cop if he won't give me inside information? So you can ask him to look at a piece of shit pistol after you've already bought it, and pronounce it a piece of shit.

I personally don't think a woman should ever live with a man unless they're married. I guess there are some really great guys out there who wouldn't take advantage of having a live-in cook and maid, but guess how those arrangements usually turn out?

Love by itself isn't enough; it's never enough. There had to be other things, such as liking and respect, or love would get worn away by the realities of everyday life.

She felt oddly safe with him, though not safe from him.

Faithfulness." She thought of her second fiance, the bastard. "Life's too short to waste it on someone you can't trust. You should be able to depend on the man you love not to lie to you or cheat on you. If you have that as a base, you can work on the other stuff.

Orgasms, for her, had been what she faked with a man and provided herself when she was alone

I'm not good at games, Robert. Don't kiss me unless it's for read. Don't come around unless you mean to stay. Do you mean marriage? he asked coolly, his expressive eyebrows lifting. ...if you're looking for a summer affair, I'm not your woman. His mouth twisted as an unreadable expression crossed his face. Oh, but you are. You just haven't admitted it to yourself yet.

If he's in love with someone else, then what does it matter whether or not he's slept with her?

What could have happened to make a man look like that, as if he believed in nothing, trusted no one, and had nothing left of any value to himself except, perhaps, his own life—and that was only a "perhaps." Yet he was still only a man, for all his dangerousness. He was tired and ill, and

Chloe put aside worries about her job, her life, and turned to face him. Sex can't be the answer to everything, she said as she draped her arms around his strong neck. He bent his head to hers. For now, it can, he said and kissed her.

Dar mai exista o particica a mintii ei care crezuse intotdeauna ca a iubi inseamna a renunta la o parte din controlul asupra propriei tale persoane, iar ea pretuise acest lucru mai mult decat orice om pe care il cunoscuse

Do you like her?

I don't have casual sex, she said. He almost smiled. It was merely an expression in those pale eyes, rather than an actual movement of his mouth. My dear, I promise you there wouldn't be anything casual about it.

I have a blanket behind the seat, a thick wool one. We can cuddle on the bleachers, and with the blanket wrapped around us no one will know if I sneak a feel every now and then." "I'll know." "God, I hope so. If you don't, then I've either lost my touch or my aim.

Daisy was still lingering in the kitchen when they arrived, and when she saw Steven she shook a wooden spoon at him. "I raised this chile to be a good girl," she warned. "Don't you go messin' with her, hear?" The beginnings of a grin quirked Steven's lips, but he didn't quite give in to it. "Yes, ma'am," he said. Emma

I hope it won't rain," Lily said, feeling very shy all of a sudden. Caleb turned and smiled at her. "Whatever happens, Lily," he said, "I'll take care of you." Soon