Quotes About Trust

You know the minute you stop thinking about it, it'll happen.

Hollis I said you're messing with me right now aren't you You're in Paris or somewhere and just- What he replied. No This is the real deal. Here I'll prove it. There was a muffled noise followed by some static. Then I heard my mother recite at a distance in her most droll flat tone Yes. It is true. Your brother is in love and in my kitchen.

True friendship is a promise you keep forever.

I'm not saying I'm a liar,' I told him. He raised his eyebrows. 'That's not how I meant it, anyway.' 'How'd you mean it, then?' I was digging myself a hole here, and I knew it. But still, I tried to explain myself. 'It's just... I don't always say what I feel.' 'Why not?' 'Because the truth sometimes hurts,' I said. 'Yeah,' he said. 'So do lies, though.

I should have told you from the start. I will let you down.

I didn't want to leave things the way we had, unresolved, ... and tried to tell myself he cared about me enough not to look elsewhere for what I wasn't giving him.

You can never be sure of anyone until you're close enough to see them clearly.

Best Friends. And I thought of what she had done all the millions of times I cried to her, collapsing at even the slightest wounding of my heart or pride. So I reached over and pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her, and held my best friend close, returning so many favors all at once....

There were so many people, so much to navigate, and as the distance fluctuated between us his hand kept slipping, down my arm to my wrist. And maybe he was going to let go as people pressed in on all sides, but all I could think was how when nothing made sense and hadn't for ages, you just have to grab onto anything you feel sure of. So as I felt his fingers loosening around my wrist, I just wrapped my own around them, right, and held on

Some things you don't have to tell. Some things, between sisters, are understood.

Only a real asshole takes liberties with someone else's car stereo. That's serious.

What were you two talking about? she whispered as Wes pulls the door shut. Nothing, I said. Running. You should have seen your face, she said, her breath hot in my ear. Sa-woooon.

It hadn't even occured to me that somebody would believe mine.

There is always the rest of the story, right? Even if you don't know right now what it is.

Sitting there, watching my sister, I wondered which was harder, in the end. The act of telling, or who you told it to. Or maybe if, when you finally got itout, the story was really all that mattered.

You didn't have to take a punch for me, you know,' he said. 'I'm a lover, not a fighter.' 'You're a freak is what you are,' I said. He stuck out his hand. 'Come on, slugger. Walk with me. You know you want to.' And the thing was, despite everything I knew-that it was a mistake, that he was different from the others-I did. How he knew that, I had no idea. But I got up and did it anyway.

What is family? They were the people who claimed you. In good, in bad, in parts or in whole, they were the ones who showed up, who stayed there, regardless.

Finally he asks, What if that's not enough? What if I need something else? And she replies, Whatever you need, I will find a way to get it to you. I will give you the moon, and more.

It's never long distance between friends.

You can't act like you care about someone but not let them care about you.

I know you guys have some sort of weird thing going on, with that game you play and everything— It's called a friendship.

At the very least you should tell yourself the truth. If you can't trust yourself, who can you trust?

It's you who i have thought of when i am at my weakest & you who have pulled me through

And so we stood there in the kitchen, my mother and I, facing off over everything that had built up since June, when I was willing to hand myself over free and clear. Now I needed her to return it all to me, with the faith that I could make my own way.