Quotes About Trust

Gingerly, Daniel reached toward the infant. "What if she doesn't like me?" "She'll spit acid in your eye and you'll die a horrible death," Kara joked.

He who fears the Lord, has nothing to fear.

Sit down and talk to the man, for God's sake. You didn't know that love was a high-risk business? It surely is. But not taking the risk is terrible,

Until she met Peter, she had her meds figured out and it was like she finally got it, how to manage meds with sleep and diet. She hadn't had a manic episode for ages until he convinced her to go off her meds and let him take care of her. He was against all medication.

old lovers? Why didn't you tell me?

While I may be guilty of many things, one of them is not that I would lie to you. I will tell you every awful truth," he promised. "I will not lie to you, at least not about big things. If you ask about hairstyles, butt size, or shoes, then I might resort to creative answers.

will you stop trying to be brave! It's me, Mama! You can be honest with me." -Hetty

ALICE AND I are best friends. I've known her all my life. That is absolutely true.

If I loved someone enough, I would go anywhere in the world with them." —Staggerlee

That's what makes best friends. It's not whether or not you live on the same block or go to the same school, but how you feel about each other in your hearts.

If the worst thing in the world happened, would I help protect someone else? Would I let myself be a harbor for someone who needs it?' Then she said, 'I want each of you to say to the other: I will harbor you.' I will harbor you.

I would never trust her. Not one hundred percent. Not the way some people can trust their mothers.

But she didn't believe in God. Or Jesus. Or Satan. Or prayer. I believe in words, she said. I believe in numbers and all the history I understand. I believe in things I can see. When he was a little boy she used to hug him and say, And man-oh-man how I believe in you, Aubrey. My love. My light. My life.

When we had finally become friends, when the four of us trusted each other enough to let the world surrounding us into our words, we whispered secrets. Pressed side by side by side, or sitting crossed legged in our newly tight circle. We opened our mouths and let the stories that had burned nearly to ash in our bellies finally live outside of us.

Maybe this is how it happened first for everyone —adults promising us their own failed future.

Jacqueline Woodson

As they grabbed each other's arms and bounce-walked down the hall, I was sure no ghost mothers existed in their pasts. I truly believed they were standing steadily in the world.

I hid you from them, you know, she said—like she was looking into my head finally. Seeing something there. That's how you got here. They were hella good Catholics back then, but you would have been dust. From who?

Laya! I'm going to give you my baby. You hear me?

But it wasn't even close to perfect if you can't trust it to stand up on its own merit. Not if you have to try and control it and play games to try and shape it to your will. This doesn't save it, it destroys it. And it certainly does not protect or save you.

When we have no trust, the vacant space that is left becomes filled with fear.

What should he say to this woman that wouldn't entail ornamenting the tunic of lies he wore?

Oh poder de las lágrimas, sin duda el más poderoso de todos los rasgos del amor! Mis desconfianzas, mis resoluciones, mis juramentos, todo queda olvidado. Queriendo secar el manantial de aquel precioso rocío, me había acercado demasiado a aquella boca donde la frescura se unía al dulce perfume de la rosa; y, aunque quiero alejarme, dos brazos, cuya blancura, suavidad y forma no sabría describir, actúan como lazos de los que no me puedo desprender.

qué puede justificar la fidelidad, fuera de la palabra empeñada? Pero la palabra empeñada a menudo se empeña a la ligera. Sino se la empeñase así, es probable que se la empeñaría mucho más raramente.