Quotes About Trust

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Can't you see? To taint Kiky?'s heart with spite, so that the Shikon jewel would absorb the blood of malice. Two who had trusted each other would now despise and kill one another. What purer evil could be found to taint the jewel? And the more profound the love had once been, the more powerful the resulting hatred, and the more evil the jewel. Magnificent.- Naraku

believes in God the way he believes in politicians-he knows He exists but doesn't count on Him for anything.

It's hard to know more about a person's life than what that person wants you to know.

I trusted you with the idea of me and you lost it.

He's taken half of our savings,' said his mother. 'If we lived without using the savings before,' said Boaz-Jachin, 'we can live without the half that he has taken.

If one person tells a lie and ten people hear it and pass it on, does it make it true?

Lord, my deep joy is not in what I am — or used to be — as a mere human being. Instead, "all my springs of joy are in You" (Psalm 87:7, NASB). I

You never know who it's going to be, or what they'll bring, but whatever it is, it's always exactly what is needed.

How much can you really trust the promise of a suicidal father?

But then she remembered how easily she'd guessed the passcode on his phone, and it occurred to her that she and Benny knew each other pretty well, and that this was something not many mothers could say about their sons.

But maybe that was the trick—to accept the responsibility and forgo the control? To love without expectation?

She might be a hundred and four and say some pretty wack things, but my old Jiko is totally dependable.

Assumptions suck. They're like expectations. Assumptions and expectations will kill any relationship

How much can you really trust the promise of a suicidal farther?

But maybe that was the trick—to accept the responsibility and forgo the control? To love without expectation? A paradox for sure, but such a relief.

Obviously there are things a kid doesn't need to know about his parents, but you could tell some of them.

Elva had said nothing to anyone. She prayed earnestly that she was all right, explaining over and over again to God what the doctor had said, and how she couldn't properly look after the children she already had. Elva liked to pray in front of a statue similar to the one in her mother's living-room. She was not praying to the statue, but it was a kind of magical doll that kept her thoughts focussed on the Being to whom she prayed.

I wonder if any of us ever really knows another person?" she replied, sounding wistful.

I know someone said that even a really bad liar tells more truth than lies, but you still can't tell what are lies and what truth, can you?

She believed that friendships, to begin well, had to stand on mutual information and lots of it.

I wonder why people you have to meet have to be such liars. They lie as if their lives depended on it.

Adama was loyal—not to me, mind you. He was a believer, but it wasn't me he believed in. He believed in something that was part of the very air we breathed in the late sixties, and he was loyal to that something. It wouldn't be easy to explain what that something was. Whatever it was, though, it made us free. It saved us from being bound to a single set of values.

I remembered reading in a hard-boiled detective novel that if you drink in the same place two nights in a row, the bartender and waiters will remember your face.