Quotes About Trust

My faith protects me. My Kevlar helps.

Murphy watched me thoughtfully for several empty seconds. Then she said, very gently, You're a good man, Harry. I swallowed and bowed my head, made humble by the tone of her voice and the expression on her face, more than the words themselves. Not always rational, she said, smiling. But you're the best kind of crazy.

Because a sound tree doesn't have bad roots, Amara. No enterprise of greatness begins with treachery, with lying to the people who trust and love you

There are some people who will never understand what loyalty means. They could tell you what it was, of course, but they will never know.They will never see it from the inside. They couldn't imagine a world where something like that was real.

Tavi grinned. Are you with me? The plan is insane, Ehren said. YOU are insane. He looked around the inside of the tent. I'll need some pants.

Honest. It's almost always best to go with honest. It means you never have to worry about getting your story straight.

I like to stay cozy with my paranoia, not pass her around to my friends and family.

I don't have anything against God. Far from it. But I don't understand Him. And I don't trust a lot of the people that go around claiming that they're working in His best interests. Faeries and vampires and whatnot -- those I can fathom. Even demons. Sometimes, even the Fallen. I can understand why they do what they do. But I don't understand God. I don't understand how he could see the way people treat one another, and not chalk up the whole human race as a bad idea

You think this is going to work? This peaceful summit thing?" "Sure," I said. After a second, I added, "Probably." "Probably?" "Maybe," I said. "We're down to maybe now?" I shrugged. "We'll see.

Stop, Kincaid said in a calm voice. Unclench. Unclench what? Murphy demanded. Unclench your ass. Excuse me? You're going to trip the beam. You need another quarter inch. Relax. I am relaxed, Murphy growled. Oh, Kincaid said. Damn, great ass then.

Michael half-smiled. "The Lord will never give you a burden bigger than your shoulders can bear, Harry. All we can do is face what comes and have faith." I gave him a sour glance. "I need to get myself some bigger shoulders, then. Someone in accounting must have made a mistake.

Not that I was worried about anyone stealing my car. I once had a car thief offer to get me something better for a sweetheart rate.

Michael smiled at me a little. "You're a good man, Harry. But you're making the same mistake Nicodemus always has—and the same one Karrin did." "What mistake?" "You all think the critical word in the phrase 'Sword of Faith' is 'sword.

Billy squinted at me. Why are you letting them go? Because they're real. How do you know? The one I was holding crapped on my hand.

You never get a straight answer from captains. You should know that by now.

Murphy nodded, frowning at the road ahead of her. The reason treachery is so reveiled, she said in a careful tone of voice, is because it usually comes from someone you didn't think could possibly do such a thing.

Mac folded his arms on the bar and looked at me intently and said, in a resonant baritone, You've got to be very careful, Harry. I looked at him, shocked. He'd...used grammar.

It isn't complicated. You just open up and let someone in. And whatever comes after that, you face it together.

Okay, I said to Karrin. Let's move. Uh, she asked, without turning her head. move where? The island, I said. Harry, this is a motorcycle. It'll work, I said. Look at it. Karrin jerked as she noted the appearance of the Harley. You want me to drive into the lake. You have to admit, I said, it isn't the craziest thing I've ever asked you to do. It isn't even the craziest thing I've asked you to do tonight .

I leaned my head back on the couch and closed my eyes. I'm not sure what to do next. How are you as a sounding board? I can look interested and nod at appropriate moments, he said. Good enough, I said.

This isn't going to work," Justine murmured. "It is going to work," I told her, keeping my tone confident. "We'll breeze right in. The Rack will be with us." Justine glanced at me with an arched eyebrow. "The Rack?" "The Rack is more than just boobs, Justine," I told her soberly. "It's an energy field created by all living boobs. It surrounds us, penetrates us, and binds the galaxy together.

Fear is a prison. But when you combine it with secrets, it becomes especially toxic, vicious. It puts us all into solitary, unable to hear one another clearly.

Bob, I said over my shoulder. Tell her it's me. Can't, Bob said in a dreamy tone. Boobs.

Sometimes the only way to carry a heavy burden is to share it with another