Quotes About Trust

For there is a very strange peace in giving over your judgment to someone else, to saying to them, "You lead and I will follow, and I will trust entirely that you will not lead me to death or harm.

Sometimes," he observed obliquely, "you have to trust people to understand you are not perfect."" "p. 267: Chade to Fitz

Be very chary of telling your hoarded secrets. Many lose all power once they have been divulged. Be even more careful of sharing your own secrets lest you find yourself a puppet dancing on someone else's strings.

And while you're 'hearing' all this vital gossip, I might point out to you that no wise man tells all he knows. And that he who carries tales has little else in his head...

Sometimes you have to trust people to understand you are not perfect

Trust is not trust until it is complete.

Explanations had seldom worked between us. Trust had.

And like a child, I'd be testing the people who loved me, pulling away from them almost for the sole reason of seeing if anyone would come after me.

To Fitz and the Fool, my best friends for over twenty years

But all know that a woman cannot give her word to anyone, for women cannot possess honor. Women promise, and later they say, 'I did not understand, I did not mean it that way, I thought those words meant something else.' So a woman's word is without worth. She can break it, and always she does, for she has no honor to defile.

He has other soldiers, more capable than I." "Does that free you from your promise?" "You argue like a priest.

What you're looking for is the feeling that no matter what, being with that person is always going to be better than being without that person. Good times or bad. That having that person around makes whatever you're going through better, or at least more tolerable.

My grandfather used to say, "Start out dealing with a man the way you intend to go on dealing with him." I think the same may be true of dragons.

If ever you make it so they don't need you, they will kill you.

I defended him, "He's a good man. He was kind to me. I want to believe he was really my friend." "I know that. So do I. But good men can disagree. Severely.

Had he ever truly cared about our friendship? There are always those dark thoughts, I must believe, when a deep friendship ends so abruptly. But every wound becomes a scar, eventually. That one would never entirely ceased being tender, but I learn to live with it.

You're alive and safe, and I will not let any evil befall you. And you know that you can trust me. Because I love you.

I was sick of strife, and weary of being wary.

I will always take your part, Bee. Right or wrong. That is why you must always take care to be right

I need a friend, and I have none to whom I can admit my weakness, my fear, my errors.

There is security in knowing that a friend has your back, even if he is sound asleep

Be very chary of telling your hoarded secrets. Many lose all power once they have been divulged.

Could it be that simple? Simply pretend we had never quarreled; just go back to treating each other as we had before?

Oh, Traspié, Traspié, muchacho -dijo con la voz cargada de alivio-. Pensaba que te habíamos perdido. Pensaba que te habíamos hecho algo peor que dejarte morir. Sus viejos brazos eran fuertes, tensos, a mi alrededor. Fui considerado con el anciano. No le dije que era precisamente lo que habían hecho.