Quotes About Trust

Dad," I said hesitantly, "I wish you could be there for me even when I'm doing the wrong thing. I wish you could love me even when I'm screwing up.

I need you for a lot of things, Hardy. A lifetime's worth of things.

His quiet certainty made the ground beneath my feet feel solid. Like someday everything might actually be okay.

In this life and the next, you're my only hope at happiness.

I've won his heart, but it's like owning a house in which most of the doors are permanently locked. He wants to shield me from all unpleasantness. And it's not really marriage—not like the marriage you have with Cam—until he's willing to share the worst of himself as well as the best of himself.

The right words can bind someone more effectively than chains.

It was insane to let a creature so perfectly beautiful and artlessly spirited and vulnerable as his wife venture out into a world that could crush her with casual unconcern, and he had no choice but to allow it. But he had no illusions about ever being comfortable with it. For the rest of his life, he would feel a stab of dread every time she walked out the door, leaving him there with his heart wide open.

I suppose when you say you slept with him, it was more than just a nap?" Lillian shot her a withering glance. "Daisy, don't be a pea wit.

He took his mouth from hers and stared down at her with eyes so dark they no longer looked blue. "Amanda, do you trust me?" "Of course not," she said. "I don't know the first thing about you." Laughter rustled from his chest. "Sensible woman.

Can't you just tell me now?" "No, I need someone to eat with." A slight smile rose to my lips. "Am I supposed to believe that I'm your only option?" "No. But you're my favorite option.

To Jack, there was nothing more powerful than a promise made over a handshake. He would have died ? literally chosen death ? before breaking his word.

The guy who broke up with me... he was exactly like you, in the beginning. Charming, and nice. They're all like you in the beginning. But I always end up like this. And I can't do it anymore.

I love you enough for the both of us. And there must be something about me worth loving. If you would just try…

You told me you believed marriage was for other people." "You're the only man who could make me believe that it's for me, too. Although when you get down to it, love is what's real. I still say marriage is just a piece of paper." Jack smiled. "Let's find out," he said, and he pulled me down to the bed with him. Jack & Ella

But I hadn't known what love was. And I wondered how you could ever be sure, when you thought you loved someone, if you really did.

I'll marry you," Tom told her. "Any time. Any terms." West gently nudged Cassandra toward the door. "Go, darling, while I talk with the insane man.

My point is, when someone is hurting you, they can call it whatever the hell they want. They can even call it love. But words lie, actions don't.

Sometimes the closest-held secrets in the world can be pried out by the right question at the right time.

As she watched while Gabriel sorted through the medicine spoons, she decided to take the bull by the horns. "You probably already know this," she said bluntly, "but I love you. In fact, I love you so much that I don't mind your monotonous handsomeness, your prejudice against certain root vegetables, or your strange preoccupation with spoon-feeding me. I'm never going to obey you. But I'm always going to love you." The

Our gazes met. It seemed an entire conversation took place in that one glance. Each of us saw what we needed to know.

Helen likes Brussels sprouts. How can anyone trust her opinion?

Do you think I should stay away from him?" I asked in a scratchy voice. Todd took a long time to answer. "My advice is, if you're inclined in that direction, go with your eyes open. It's okay to let someone play you, Haven, as long as you know what's going on.

Thank you for saving him," Evie heard herself say to Westcliff, still staring at her husband. The earl slid her a sideways glance. "You saved him, Evie on the night you offered to marry him. Which is evidence, I suppose, that moments of lunacy can occasionally lead to positive results. [...]

I think at this point, safety isn't a feeling, it's a process. Starting with trust.