Quotes About Trust

You see, I have to keep my promises to my husband," Phoebe said, sounding nearly as distracted as he felt. "I owe it to him." That rankled far more than it should have, jolting West out of the momentary trance. "You owe the benefit of your judgement to the people who depend on you," he said in a low voice. "Your greater obligation is to the living, isn't it?" Phoebe's brows rushed down.

You have terrible judgment. You're in bed with the last man in the world you should trust, and you're about to make the biggest mistake of your life." "Is this your idea of seductive banter?" "I thought I should give you one last warning. Now you're doomed." "Oh, good.

We men face temptations. Sometimes we stray. It is the way of the world." "It's not my way," Matthew said flatly. "I stand by my word, both in business and in my personal life. If or when I promise to be faithful to a woman, I would be. No matter what.

Nothing is worse than breaking the trust of someone who depends on your protection.

do you know what lying has in common with bullfighting?" "No, sir." "If you can't do it well, it's better not to do it at all.

Heath had been there to help her, letting her draw from his strength. Did she have enough strength to sustain him in the same way?

Just because you can look a man in the eyes when you lie doesn't mean you've fooled him.

From the very first time she'd been able to find the chinks in his armor

Following Westcliff, Lord St. Vincent paused just long enough to murmur to Amelia, "Although most advice should be distrusted, particularly when it comes to myself... keep an open mind, Miss Hathaway. One should never look a rich husband in the mouth." He winked at her and left, striding to the back terrace along with Westcliff.

You're so sweet . . . Cinda ... I knew you would feel like this ... I knew it would be this way. Put your arms around me . . . ah, Cin. . .

Someday you should let me give you a baby...

Leo," Amelia asked suspiciously, "what are you planning to do to her?" "Why do you always insist on asking questions when you know you won't like the answers?" "Because, being an optimist," she said tartly, "I always hope I'm wrong." - Amelia & Leo

Feeling the reverberations of my panic, Jack pulled me between his thighs and gathered me against his chest. He held me wordlessly, with infinite patience. "I guess . . . ," I managed to say eventually, "I don't feel all-the-way safe." "Probably because you're not." Jack hooked his fingers at the side of my panties, drawing them down. "But in a few minutes, darlin', you're not going to give a damn." -Ella & Jack

There's not much I wouldn't do for you, Ella, " he said quietly. "Haven't you figured that out yet?

Lillian offered him a placating smile. "I never thought you would actually betray me that way. I was just afraid that you found her tempting. And I—" "The only thing I find tempting is the idea of taking you to the tack room and applying a saddle strap to your bottom. Repeatedly. With vigor.

Murmuring her name, he brought her hand to his face and nuzzled ardently into her palm, his lips brushing the warm circlet of her gold wedding band. "My love is upon you," he whispered... and she knew then that she had won. This imperfect, extraordinary, passionate man was hers, his heart given over completely to her safekeeping. It was a trust she would never betray.

I had imagined that a man who owned a department store would be very charming and put people at ease." West grinned at that. "He can be. But the moments when he's charming and putting people at ease are when he's most dangerous. Never trust him when he's nice.

Why offer to marry me when you might have me as your mistress?" He nuzzled her throat gently. "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.

Gossip has nowhere to go except in circles.

He traced the line of her collarbone, and the side of her throat. "Did I hurt you, Daisy?" he whispered. "Well, it was rather uncomfortable when you—" she stopped and blushed. "But I expected that. My friends told me it improves after the first time." His fingertips wandered to the outline of her ear, and the blood-heated curve of her cheek. There was a smile in his voice as he said, "I'll do my best to see that it does.

I never try to make people feel better by shading the truth one way or the other. I merely relate the facts. How you react to them is your responsibility, not mine.

Husband and wives are never completely honest with each other - no marriage could survive it.

I can think of a hundred things better than kissing. Decorating for Christmas, petting the dogs, extra butter on the crumpets, having someone scratch the itch on your back that you can't quite reach-" "You haven't tried kissing," Cassandra told her. "You might like it. Helen does." "Helen likes Brussels sprouts. How can anyone trust her opinion?

A true friend will tell you when he thinks you're making a mistake.