Quotes About Trust

You're with me today. I need someone to watch my back. Maybe to help me eat a hot dog later.

We just have to have faith. The good Lord wouldn't give us more than we could bear.

Andi's eyes widened. Bob. . .is it really him? Yes, but he works for the bad guys now, Bob said. It's probably safest to shoot him.

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.

I scowled at him. "Not every good thing that happens is divine intervention, Michael." "True," Michael said, "but I prefer to give Him the credit unless I have a good reason to believe otherwise. It seems more polite than the other way around.

I'll talk you through, Kincaid said. Dresden, better take her gun and cover us. Hey, I said. I'm in charge here. Kincaid, talk her through it. Murphy, give me your gun so I can cover you.

The words never again mean more to some people than others.

So once again, let me be perfectly clear. If anything happens to Murphy and I even *think* you had a hand in it, fuck right and wrong. If you touch her, I'm declaring war on you.

when I asked myself who I could trust, I came up with a damned short list. You're it.

They say that you're the real thing, Mister Dresden. A real magus." "They also say I'm nutty as a fruitcake." "I choose which 'they' I listen to very carefully

Where's Ivy Past her bedtime, Kincaid said without smiling. I'm her proxy. Oh, I said. She has a bedtime? Kincaid checked his watch, She believes very strongly in an early bedtime for children. Heh, heh, eh-heh. I don't fake amused chuckles well.

Family isn't something one discards lightly.

Mort looked at the cat and sighed. "Oh, sure. Professional ectomancer with a national reputation as a medium tells you what's going on, and nobody believes him. But let a stump-tailed, furry critter come in and everyone goes all Lifetime." "Heh," said Sir Stuart, quietly amused. "What did I tell you? Cats.

It's only cheating if he gets caught.

He sauntered over to me and rammed one shoulder playfully against my knee. I wavered, recovered my balance, and unlocked the door. Mister, as was his just due, entered before I did.

You can have everything in the world, but if you don't have love, none of it means crap,' he said promptly. 'Love is patient. Love is kind. Love always forgives, trusts, supports, and endures. Love never fails. When every star in the heavens grows cold, and when silence lies once more on the face of the deep, three things will endure: faith, hope, and love.

I glanced at Mac as though to appeal for help. Mac ignored me. Mac doesn't take sides. Mac is wise.

I wouldn't burden any decent system of faith by participating in it.

It's only paranoia if I'm wrong

People who know diddly about wizards don't like to give us their names. They're convinced that if they give a wizard their name from their own lips it could be used against them. To be fair, they're right.

You are the only man I ever met," Tera growled, "who would smash the paws that are trying to free you from certain death.

If you let Murphy get hurt, I'll kill you." "Kid, if anything happens to Murphy because of me . . ." I sighed. "I think I'll let you.

The eyes are a window to the soul. Literally. Looking someone steadily in the eyes is an uncomfortable, intense experience for anyone. If you don't believe me, pick a stranger sometime, and just go up to them and stare them in the eye until that moment when there's a sudden acknowledgement of lowered barriers, that moment that inspires awkward silences and racing hearts.

Don't worry," Michael said, quietly. "Just let me do the talking." Chapter Seven Michael rested his chin in his hands and sighed. "I can't believe we're in jail.