Quotes About Trust

Lia whispered, I don't snore. And the thief angled his gaze warm to hers, offering his lazy smile. Aye, love, but if you did, I'd still treasure every one.

You called me," I whispered. "And you came," Jesse Holms answered, a green-eyed glance back at me, a half smile that dissolved my bones. Then we were moving hand in hand down the rotting plank stairs.

You deserve someone who loves you without conditions. Who would never look at another woman for the rest of his life with anything but indifference, because you are the sum of his dreams. The one girl whose eyes shine with all the days and nights he prays will come. His stars and his sun and his moon. His happiness, his true heart. His voice roughened. His everything. She gazed up at him, her lips trembling. Is that it? Is that how you feel about her? Yes, he said, and dropped his hands.

Zane gestured to the table. Did you see what I brun-brought? She shook her head, turning back to the papers. I've read these. Not that one. Nipped it from The Spotted Dog. Last week's news, but I thought you'd like the bottom-right bit. At least your reading is coming along. An' I washed my face last Sunday, he said virtuously. -Zane & Rue

Besides, I had to keep you alive," Ewan said, thinking to make light of the situation and thereby erase some of the shadows from Neil's eyes. "We couldn't have the only virgin in the group dying before he bedded a woman." As Ewan had wanted, Neil turned and scowled at him. "I've bedded women. I just haven't performed one act." "It made for a good rally cry. Protect the virgin!

Ines had seen too many girls in her shop heartbroken because they'd fallen in love with men who did not love them back. She'd seen a number of babies born as well due to men's lies about love and women's willingness to believe them.

Unclenching her hands, she wrapped them around his bare back, pulling his chest against hers. "I love you, Ewan Mostyn." He shifted to look down at her, and the movement made her grimace with pain. "I have to say I don't know why anyone should want to couple like this. Are you certain we are doing it properly?" He chuckled, a sound she had rarely heard from him. "It will be better for you next time.

Maybe love's more than the daily comforts: more than morning coffees and flowers and notes in my lunch bag and holding hands while watching the stars. It's about never giving up, believing in each other, and supporting each other through the good and the bad.

But since a person's deepest fantasies were formed by their more or less screwed up childhoods, it made sense that anything based on them would end up in betrayal.

Come here. She shrank back. I'm alright. No you're not. You look like an extra out of a splatter film. He jerked her toward him and started to swipe at her face with the rag. Huh. It actually felt kind of good to be groomed like a kitten.

I had not said anything about what had happened the day before—about being scared down to my very bones when I thought they had left me. I don't know what came over me. Ever since my mother left us that April day, I suspected that everyone was going to leave, one by one.

I cannot control who was going to come, and who was going to go, and who will stay my buddy, my pal, and who'll find me enchanting, and oddly I feel relieved.

This ain't our marriage bed, but it'll do.

Your life ain't much if you don't believe somebody got your back out here.

She opened her mouth, clamped it shut again. This was new, this sudden favor shown Gloucester, had been brought back with him from Burgundy like some malevolent foreign pox.

I suppose I should just be thankful that since you are so much given to treachery, you're so reassuringly inept at it.

What is forgiveness worth without trust?

For treason he knew to be the most contagious of afflictions and innocence no guarantee of immunity.

Shall I tell you how to mend a broken trust? Pluck the feathers from a goose, scatter them to the four winds. Then gather them all up, each and every one, and put them back on the goose. It is as easy as that.

As they lay entwined together afterwards, they both were sure their future was blessed, and it would never have occurred to them that Henry and Eleanor had once believed that, too.

Get some sleep. Our troubles will still be there on the morrow

But such was her faith in Simon that it colored her faith in God; unable to conceive of defeat, she never doubted that the Lord, too, willed Simon to win, and falling asleep in Simon's arms, she did not dread the morrow, so secure was she in the strength of her yesterdays.

You must try to understand, my dearest one. It was not treason, was but a dream bred before its time, that the King should not be accountable only to God. No mortal man ought to be entrusted with power such as that, for any king's son may be born a fool.

Freely given, freely shared, between true companions and friends." That was an old phrase, but Gran had made sure I knew all the old phrases. JoAnn looked—and according to the land, felt—startled. For a long moment, she didn't move, then she smiled again—a little less firmly—and took the bag from me. "The feast increases, with the goodwill of all.