Quotes About Trust

You do not think I would take ye without offering you marriage!

May God make safe to me each step,             May God make open to me each pass,             May God make clear to me each road,             And may He take me in the clasp of His own two hands.

together with an impact that

It may," the deeper voice agreed. "It may rain straight up tomorrow instead of down, as well. That doesna mean I'll stand waiting at the stairhead wi' my wee bucket turned upside down.

My life is yours. And it's yours to decide what we shall do, where we go next. To France, to Italy, even back to Scotland. My heart has been yours since first I saw ye, and you've held my soul and body between your two hands here, and kept them safe. We shall go as ye say.

Tu es belle, me murmura-t-il. - Si tu le dis... - Tu ne me crois pas ? T'ai-je déjà menti ? - Ce n'est pas ça. Je voulais dire que, à partir du moment où tu le dis, ça devient vrai.C'est ton regard qui me rend belle.

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I relaxed my grip on the knife; she could hardly attack me with a lapful of goat.

You can't make a horse do anything. You see what he's going to do and then you tell him to do that, and he thinks it's your idea, so next time you tell him something, he's more likely to do what you tell him.

hostess out there. After all, we've been married almost

There are only two people in this world to whom I would never lie, Sassenach," he said softly. "Ye're one of them. And I'm the other.

Aye. That's what marriage is good for; it makes a sacrament out of things ye'd otherwise have to confess.

My sobs lessened and I began to calm myself, leaning tiredly into the curve of his shoulder. No wonder he was so good with horses, I thought blearily, feeling his fingers rubbing gently behind my ears, listening to the soothing, incomprehensible speech. If I were a horse, I'd let him ride me anywhere.

do feel free to call upon me. My discretion may be relied upon, I do assure you." He bowed quaintly from his saddle. "To the same extent as your loyalty to Colum MacKenzie?" I said, arching my brows. The small brown eyes met mine full on, and I saw both the cleverness and the humor that lurked in their faded depths. "Ah, weel," he said, without apology. "Worth a try.

Ma ti dirò che non c'è niente in questo mondo, o in quello che verrà, che possa allontanarti da me...o che possa allontanare me da te.

had noticed before that to sleep, actually sleep with someone did give this sense of intimacy, as though your dreams had flowed out of you to mingle with his and fold you both in a blanket of unconscious knowing. A throwback of some kind, I thought. In older, more primitive times (like these? asked another part of my mind), it was an act of trust to sleep in the presence of another person. If the trust was mutual, simple sleep could bring you closer together than the joining of bodies.

And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies.

You mean to tell me that you married me out of love?" I demanded. He raised his eyebrows, struggling to draw in breath. "Have I not…just been…saying so?

fears in the strength of his arm around

todos estamos llamados a aprovechar los pequeños momentos de la vida, a ser bondadosos, a poner a prueba nuestros sentimientos, a confiar en otras personas, a satisfacer las necesidades de las personas que queremos.

My family, and all I knew of love as a child. A man who had never spoken love to me, who had never needed to, for I knew he loved me, as surely as I knew I lived. For where all love is, the speaking is unnecessary. It is all. It is undying. And it is enough.

Quien hace caso de los chismorreos acabará oyendo calumnias sobre sí mismo tarde o temprano

She gave him a long, level look. "And how does thee know that the Lord has not spoken to me, as well?" His eyes twinkled behind his spectacles. "I am happy for thee. What did He say?" "He said, 'Keep thy fat-headed brother from committing suicide, for I will require his blood at thy hand,' " she snapped, slapping his hand away from the bridle. "If we are going to join the army, Denny, let us go and

No man owns his own life," he said. "Part of you is always in someone else's hands.