Quotes About Trust

There is nothing that happens to us, not a thing we see or hear or touch that God cannot use to show us more of himself. Our lives are a daily journey in his company...

WE COMMENTED TO Corrie about the practicalness of the things she recalled, how her memories seemed to throw a spotlight on problems and decisions we faced here and now. "But," she said, "this is what the past is for! Every experience God gives us, every person He puts in our lives is the perfect preparation for a future that only He can see.

Trust no one, Julius said, and live without fear; love and torture make betrayers of us all.

When you're a teacher, some students burst out at you immediately, most emerge gradually, and a few don't want you to see them at all.

He looked at the books, and she wanted to say, 'Stop that,' as though he were reading her diary.

I'm so interested in the fact that we really don't know anybody. We think we know the people close to us, but we don't, we really don't.

At the end of the day, he said, "I will take care of you," his voice thick with emotion. She stood before him and nodded. He zipped her coat for her.

thought to myself: William is the only person I ever felt safe with. He is the only home I ever had.

This authority was why I had fallen in love with William. We crave authority. We do. No matter what anyone says, we crave that sense of authority. Of believing that in the presence of this person we are safe.

So often I had the private image of William and me as Hansel and Gretel. Two small kids lost in the woods, looking for the breadcrumbs that could lead us home. ... Being with Hansel, even if we were lost in the woods, made me feel safe.

and they undoubtedly think that will last, the way new couples do. They think they're finished with loneliness, too.

When other helpers fail and comforts flee . . . O Lord, abide with me.

He had a friend. He would have said this if he could, he would have said it, but there was no need: Like his sweet Sophia who loved her Snowball, Abel had a friend. And if such a gift could come to him at such a time, then anything-dear girl from Rockford dressed up for her meeting, rushing above the Rock River-he opened his eyes, and yes, there it was, the perfect knowledge: Anything was possible for anyone.

told me my presence is what he found to be the greatest comfort and so he would fall back to sleep.

What is it that William knew about me and that I knew about him that caused us to get married?

But I thought: So it wasn't me that made him do this, if he did this while married to Joanne and also to Estelle? Then it wasn't because of me?

My mother, because she was my mother, had great gravity in my young life. In my whole life. I did not know who she was, and I did not like who she had been. But she was my mother, and so some part of me had continued to believe things she had said.

I have sometimes been sad that Tennessee Williams wrote that line for Blanche DuBois, "I have always depended on the kindness of strangers." Many of us have been saved many times by the kindness of strangers, but after a while it sounds trite, like a bumper sticker.

You learn to, when you don't feel safe. You can always take a catnap sitting up.

don't know if I believe it or not." I paused. "I don't really know anything." I added, "Except how much I love you and Becka. I know that.

Somehow, Suzanne had remained uncorrupted; her guilelessness in talking to him was a gift of no small proportion.

she was glad to see all the butter he used. It was his love for butter she was counting on, hoping that would do him in.

William is the only person I ever felt safe with. He is the only home I ever had.

This authority was why I had fallen in love with William. We crave authority. We do. No matter what anyone says, we crave that sense of authority.