Quotes About Trust

Sometimes, silence is what you need to let love find you.

Say me aye," he whispered against her mouth. "Say me aye." How could she say anything else?

He lifed his head and looked down at her seriously. "Could you," he began, then he had to clear his throat. "Could you learn to be fond of me?" he asked. "With enough time?" She looked at him in surprise. It was the first time in all their acquaintance that she'd heard him sound the least bit hesitant. "I don't need to learn anything," she said, before she thought better of it.

I can't tell you how nice it is to hear someone talking like the voices in my head," Abigail said, linking arms with Jessica and heading toward the battlement door. "You'll have to come visit—a lot. Miles will love it." "Did you tell him about me?" "He guessed." "He didn't!" "Not much gets past the man.

The one thing that was one hundred percent assured was that nothing was one hundred percent assured

I know it feels as though your heart is breaking into a million little pieces, but I swear to you it's not. It's merely bruised, and although this seems like the end of the world, it's only infatuation. Trust me, my dear, I speak from experience: It cannot be love if it's not returned. It's something else and it's just as painful, but it's not love and you will get through it

The only thing that kept me away was the knowledge that trust cannot be demanded. It must be freely given or it's meaningless.

SECRET #16 If you're not careful, you can lose a friend even faster than you made one.

According to Procopius, Justinian and Theodora made it a regular policy to pretend to disagree in matters of state and to side with different parties, while really they always worked hand in glove with each other, betrayed their associates freely to each other, and thus learned the secrets of their enemies.

Trust me, I'm going to find out where the money has gone and how it has been spent, and see if we can't get it down there quicker to let that rebuilding start.

It's strange," she started. "What?" Catty asked. "Just that you've never followed the rules before," the woman explained. "And so now I'm wondering, why are you going to follow them when you are dealing with the most deceitful being in creation?" Catty watched the woman leave. What she said was true. Catty hated rules. A slow smile crept across her face. "Thank you," Catty said. First she'd sleep, and then she'd act.

You and Derek are good together," Vanessa added. She looked so sincere. Tianna wished she'd smirk or give her the slightest reason to hate her. She wanted to, but she couldn't. Vanessa was too genuine and good for anyone to dislike.

Serena walked off campus and when she was sure no one was watching, she headed down a side street, then ran over to La Brea. Stanton's car was parked in from of Pink's hot dog stand. Its sleek black metal reflected the late afternoon sun. He glanced up and smiled in recognition. He walked up to her and wrapped his arms tenderly around her. She pressed against him, enjoying his gentle touch. Then he kissed the top of her head and she looked up at him, her eyes now unguarded. "Ready?

She told Catty about Serena's late-night visit while they made breakfast burritos with red and green chili peppers, eggs, and cheese, and drank champurrados , a frothy mixture of water, cornmeal, chocolate, and cinnamon.

The bruises on my arm?"she asked. From pulling you up,"he explained."I'm sorry."He touched her arm as if he were trying to take away the pain.

For that reason, trusting men had never come naturally to Kat, which was why she was still a virgin at thirty-five.

How long would it take, she wondered, before she felt comfortable using her real name instead of a false one? Or to realize that a knock on the door was not the Gestapo but the postman delivering mail?

Navarre made it clear that Marie-Madeleine Fourcade had his full confidence and that Boutron must accept her authority. She was, the chief added, "the pivot around which everything turns. She is the most valuable of us all." He described her in glowing terms, saying she had "the memory of an elephant, the cleverness of a fox, the guile of a serpent, the perseverance of a mole, and the fierceness of a panther.

Roosevelt had belittled his closest ally, a man who greatly admired him. In the process, the president sent a very different message than he intended. How could the ever suspicious Stalin be expected to trust these men when they showed no loyalty to each other?

If I really wanted to say or ask anything important (to her imposing father) I could not trust my tongue to get it right.

It seems to me that the only way to strengthen the morale of the people whose morale is worth strengthening, is to tell them the truth, and nothing but the truth, even if the truth is horrible." Clark

After that, of course, though he recovered later, nobody was about to believe any tales he had to tell about little live men.

Indian and everything else, away. So Omri had had to keep it secret, and

What are you doing here " "Hiding with you