Quotes About Trust

Will you tell me about the constellations?' I asked him. 'I thought you didn't like me,' he said. 'I can pretend,' I told him. 'For one night.

Mortals are liars,' the Unseelie queen says with a snort. 'That doesn't mean everything they say is a lie,' I return.

I tell people everything. People only believe what they can handle. That's how I know who to trust.

He might not want to hurt me, but that doesn't mean he won't.

She didn't have to use any magic. I trust you. I trusted you.

I didn't mean to hurt you." He grabs my hand, possibly to keep me from hitting him again. Our fingers lace together. "No, it's not that, not exactly. I didn't think I could hurt you. And I never thought you would be afraid of me.

LET ME TELL YOU something about unicorns—they're faeries and faeries aren't to be trusted. Read your storybooks. But maybe you can't get past the rainbows and pastel crap. That's your problem.

You choose a path without being certain where it leads.

I spent much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as though I didn't have one at all. Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten and scabrous thing. But it is yours.

Since you're mortal, Jude, I cannot hold you to your promises. But you can hold me to mine: I guarantee you safe passage. Come back to Elfhame with me, and I will give you the means to end your exile.' 'The means to end it?' I ask. If he thinks I don't know better than to agree to that, he's forgotten everything worth knowing about me. 'Come back to Elfhame, tell me what you would tell me, and your exile will end,' he says. 'I promise.

He reaches toward me, as though he's going to run his fingers over the bruises. I bring up the crossbow, and he thinks better of it.

He picked up her purse from where it rested beside her and shook it gently. "In case you were concerned. All just as you left it." She nodded. "Thanks. Although I guess whether I'll ever get to use that marker is pretty up in the air right now." "You should have let me eat her in that parking lot," Gavriel said, raising his eyebrows.

Let me tell you something about unicorns—they're faeries and faeries aren't to be trusted.

He and Jericho and Sarah were my best friends

His eyes narrow on the blood, and he points the wooden stick at me. 'You seem to have cut yourself.' I wonder if he's surprised that I'm alive. I wonder if he watched the tower the whole time during his luncheon, waiting for the amusing spectacle of me jumping to my death. I take the knife out from under my tunic and show it to him, stained a flinty red. I smile. 'I could cut you, too.

Maybe Taryn isn't the only one who has decided to fall in love.

I spent much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as though I didn't have one at all. Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten, and scabrous thing. But it is yours." - Cardan

You think I don't deserve him,' I say to Cardan. He smiles slowly, like the moon slipping beneath the waves of the lake. 'Oh no, I think you're perfect for each other.

I spent much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as though I didn't have one at all. Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten, and scabrous thing. But it is yours.

He grabs hold of my wrist. I am shocked by the sensation of his skin warm against mine. 'Take care,' he says, and then smiles. 'It would be very dull to have to sit here for an entire day just because you went and got yourself killed.' 'My last thought would be of your boredom.

Love is stupid. All we do is break one another's heart." - Heather

When I am scared, I can't forget that no matter how well he plays the role of father, he will always and forever also be my father's murderer.

Father,' I say. 'I used to think I wanted you to call me that,' he says. 'But it turns out that when you do, good things seldom come after.

Relying only on yourself is a good way to get got. Next time, take a member of the royal guard. Take one of us. Take a cloud of sprites or a drunken spriggan. Just take someone.' 'Watching my back is the perfect opportunity to stick a knife in it,' I remind him.