Quotes About Trust

In a cosmos whose innermost nature has been revealed as Mercy, we need merely rest in the goodness of that embrace and trust

Nada te turbe, nada te'espante; Quien a Dios tiene nada le falta. Nada te turbe, nada te'espante, Solo Dios basta.

Only from the level of spiritual awareness do you begin to see and trust that all is held in the divine Mercy. But once grounded in that certainty, you can begin to reach out to the world with the same wonderful, generous vulnerability that we see in Christ.

Once you see this, it's the touchstone throughout all his teaching: Let go! Don't cling! Don't hoard! Don't assert your importance! Don't fret. "Do not be afraid, little flock, it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom!" (Luke 12:32).

contemplative prayer is simply a wordless, trusting opening of self to the divine presence. Far from being advanced, it is about the simplest form of prayer there is. Children recognize it instantly—as I did—perhaps because, as the sixteenth-century mystic John of the Cross intimates, "Silence is God's first language."1

Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief.

Bad things happened. The people closest to you surprised you in the most disappointing ways.

Leo was the only one who had never petitioned Francie for a loan using The Nest as collateral. Jack and Melody and Bea had all asked at one time that she consider an earlier dispersal, but she stubbornly refused.Until Leo's accident.

Cynthia D'Aprix Sweeney

Love, the only way I'd ever leave you…you'd have to tell me to leave. Cause otherwise, I'd count myself lucky to be at your side.

Oh. Allison swallowed. He was protecting her again. If he didn't watch it, she'd definitely start to think he had a soft spot hidden beneath those claws and fur.

She fuckin broke his heart. The heart too many had tried to carve right out of his chest. The heart he'd given to her two centuries before.

Her mouth lifted from his, a few inches. "What makes you think…" Iona asked him quietly, "that I would let you die by any hand other than my own?

The first time she'd seen him, she'd looked into his eyes and thought—He can handle all my darkness. He won't ever be afraid of what I tell him.

Her heartbeat began to pound faster. Thirteen's eyes were sweeping over her body. A slow, deliberate glance. "Can he—can he see through the mirror?" His gaze felt like a hot touch on her skin. "Of course not" was Dr. Wyatt's instant response. The doc sounded annoyed with her. Her shoulders relaxed. Subject Thirteen smiled. Damn.

The enemy of my enemy… Is my husband.

You think you know someone," she whispered. "You think you understand a person, then you find out all the secrets and lies. So many secrets." Sadness pulled at her. "Do we ever really know anyone? Or do we just know what people want us to believe?

His bigger body dwarfed hers, but he'd always been so careful when they touched. When they made love. His strength had always been in check.

Therefore, you are the one that I am going to protect. And letting you run into the spooky boat storage building? Sorry, but I saw that Scooby Doo episode.

Oh, angel, you need to be careful with me." She'd spent centuries being careful. What had that gotten her? Betrayal. Pain. This new half-life. "Because I could just eat you up…

You're the one who is scared. Scared that if you're not careful, you'll actually let down that guard of yours, and maybe then it won't just be about the best sex of our lives. Maybe it will be about something more. But I guess we won't ever find out, will we?

Oh, Agent Foxx?" He glanced over his shoulder. "Just be careful," Mercer warned him. The lines near Mercer's eyes deepened. "You don't want Jack's weakness to become your own." Dylan didn't respond because he already knew that message had come too late. Rachel had gotten beneath his skin, and, in order to keep her safe, he'd do just about anything.

Sometimes," she confessed as she stared at him, totally nude and vulnerable as she bared her darkest truth, "what I fear most is myself." Trusting the wrong man. Not going for what she wanted. Letting life pass her by.

When it's not easy, you have to remember: things always get better.