Quotes About Trust

There are still some honest people left in the world, but they never seem to find anything you lose.

You can't trust a promise someone makes while they're drunk, in love, hungry, or running for office.

First, I prepare. Then I have faith.

Because we are social animals, we not only lie for our own benefit, but we lie for the benefit of each other (Vrij, 2003, 3–11).

Because the neocortex (the thinking brain) is capable of dishonesty, it is not a good source of reliable or accurate information (Ost, 2006, 259

Gavin de Becker was talking about in his insightful book, The Gift of Fear.

I do not accept reading tips from strangers, especially from indecisive men whose shirt collars are a dramatically different color from the main portion of the garment.

I trust the sun to rise and the sun to set, though I know one day it will do these things without me.

We got some beer and some cheap wine and rented a room at a rundown motel and stayed up most of the night telling lies and a few sad truths that we hoped the other would think were lies.

I can't stand a damn liar and have no respect for one. But an artful exaggerator always gets my full attention and my undying respect. —Nat Love

These fucks next door. I got no problems with them yet, but I feel one brewing, way they watch me. They're biding their time. I'd like to have you at my back, and there's always the chance they'll get you first, instead of me. I like the idea of a buffer.

I thought about Hanson. I wanted to be mad at him, but he hadn't done anything but respond to what was there to respond to. Hell, I liked the big bastard. Really. He was a swell guy. I just hoped his dick would fall off.

Families is like windows with curtains. Some folks keep the curtains pulled back. Most open and close them from time to time, and some don't ever pull them back and you don't never get no look inside.

I'm scared," he said. "Dad's face—" "Listen to me," Kale said. "That wasn't Dad." Trig stared at him. "That was something else. We know what Dad was like.

Your husband had something he meant to pass on to you," Zahara said. "I just wanted to make sure that you got it." Reaching into her pocket, she handed the woman a single tattered sheet of flimsi.

It is safer with me.""Forget it,"I said. "I'm still not going in.""Then you are being very stupid.""I got twenty-two hundred on my SATs,"I said. "How stupid is that?""Stupid enough not to realize when someone cares about you.""Meaning what, exactly?"She looked at me. "What do you think it means?

If you knew it was there, why didn't you just take it before now?" "You would have noticed. You are a smart boy." A lie, and we both knew it.

So there was no bomb?" "Apparently not." I turned and looked back at the house, amazed. Trust me.

The faithless husband poisons his family at the roots.

Gobi jammed something hard into my spine, an elbow or a dagger or the barrel of a gun, and I sat down heavily, still feeling the old man's eyes on me. They were as brown as chestnuts, searching and soulful, with the depth of those of someone who'd lost something close to him and had never quite allowed himself to get over it.

There are only two sorts of people in life you can trust - good Christians and good Communists.

You'll feel better once you trust the Divine to take care of you," he

In the long run no individual prospers beyond the measure of his faith.

We serve a prayer-hearing and a prayer-answering God, a wonder-working God!" he loved to say. "And answered prayer is one of the ways we experience him.