Quotes About Trust

Because I realized during the past few days that I can't leave doubt in anyone's mind about to whom you belong. Especially not yours.

There's nothing worse than breaking a promise to someone who cares about you.

There isn't going to be a 'next lover,'" Grant said automatically, outraged by the idea. "I'm the only man she's going to have.

This doesn't have fuck-all to do with independence. You're scared because you know if you start something with me, it'll go to a place you and Dane never went. He won't stand by you--he's already proved it. He went pussy on you. And now he gets laid for that?" ---Jack Travis

Pandora, you promised to abide by the rules." "I do," Pandora protested, looking chagrined. "I follow all the rules that I can remember.

Pausing with the teacup near her lips, Helen said, "I would rather marry you. It will be an adventure." Somewhat mollified , Rhys picked up a light chair with one hand and moved it close to her. "I wouldn't count on much adventuring if I were you. I'm going to look after you and keep you safe." She glanced at him over the rim of the cup, her eyes smiling. "What I meant was, you are the adventure.

Somehow I knew that no matter what I chose to tell or to keep secret, he would understand.

True friends never mind holding your hair back while you cast up your crumpets.

When they shook hands, it felt like a promise had been made. A commitment. "Now," Ethan said, "where do you keep the guns?" Ravenel's brows shot upward. "Ransom, if you don't mind, I prefer easing into a new topic with a transitional phrase or two.

It was a bad habit of hers … looking for safety in places where there wasn't any.

A butterfly symbolized acceptance of each new phase in life. To keep faith as everything around you changed.

I realized this morning that there's no one to give me away." Rhys lowered his face until their foreheads were touching, and he was lost in the moonstone glow of her eyes. "Heart of my heart, you need no man to give you away. Just come to me of your own free will. Love me for who I am . . . just as I love you for who you are . . . and our bond will last until the stars lose their shining." "I can do that," Helen whispered.

You can say whatever you like to me. I'm your oyster.

Being just a little cynical will make you a much safer optimist.

Neither of us seemed able to be close to anyone. Not even each other. Closeness meant the one you loved the most would cause you the most damage. How did you unlearn that? It was woven deep between every fiber and vessel. You couldn't cut it out.

Aware of her uneasy gaze straying to his rampant arousal, Sebastian shot her a scornful glance. "Pay it no mind," he said, climbing into bed with her. "From now on, I have every expectation that proximity to you will affect my private parts like a prolonged swim in a Siberian lake.

even though you said yes to the wrong man, I hope that won't cause you to say no to the right one.

Although most advice should be distrusted, particularly when it comes from myself . . . keep an open mind, Miss Hathaway. One should never look a rich husband in the mouth." - St. Vincent

Start behaving like the mature woman you are, and acknowledge the fact that you have flaws. And give the poor devil a chance to prove that he can love you regardless.

So you dared to walk into the lion's den." She smiled up into his intent dark eyes. "As it turned out, there was no danger." "No?" His voice held gently mocking note. "Look where it's led. You're in my bedroom with your dress undone.

The feeling of relinquishing responsibility to someone else, letting him take control, was a relief beyond words.

When she awakened, Hunter was watching her with eyes like dark velvet. "You're the last woman I'll ever make love to," he said, stroking her breast, toying with the rosy peak. She stroked his sun-streaked hair and the hard nape of his neck, loving the feel of him against her. "Good," she whispered. "Keep me with you, Lara. I don't want to leave you.

Have you tried to be honest with her about your feelings?" came Devon's voice from behind him. "Sweet mother of God, can you hear yourself?" West asked without turning around. "I'd get more manly advice from Kathleen.

I've never been convinced that everything in a relationship needs to be talked about. Some things can't be fixed by a conversation