Quotes About Trust

Yet you would dare to stay?" "I dare anything," he said. And that is how we came to be lovers.

He paused now, considering. I loved this about him. No matter how many times I had asked, he answered me as if it were the first time.

Well? What do you have to say to me? You threw me to the crows, but it turns out I prefer them to you.

Give me the honest asp, who strikes me if I trouble him and not before.

Because you're the reason. Swear it.

True is what men believe, and they believe this of you.

My fears forgotten in the golden harbour of his arms.

It was so simple. If you want it, I will do it. If it would make you happy, I will go with you.

His trust was a part of him, as much as his hands or his miraculous feet. And despite my hurt, I would not wish to see it gone, to see him as uneasy and fearful as the rest of us, for any price.

If you have to go, you know I will go with you." We slept.

His eyes were unwavering, green flecked with gold. A surety rose in me, lodged in my throat. I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me.

I can please you, I swear it. You will find none more loyal than me. I will do anything." I do think he loved me a little. For before I could say the thousand humiliating things in my heart, all the proofs of passion I had hoarded, the crawling devotions I would do, I felt his power come around me. And with that same flick he had used upon the cushions, he sent me back to my rooms.

What do you have to say to me? You threw me to the crows, but it turns out I prefer them to you.

However I pretended I could conceal my thoughts as well as he, I knew it was not true. He would see down to my bones. He would gather my weaknesses up and set them with the rest of his collection, alongside Achilles' and Ajax's. He kept them on his person as other men keep their knives.

Name one hero who was happy. You can't." He was sitting up now, leaning forward. He lifted an eyebrow. "I'll tell you a secret. I'm going to be the first." He took my palm and held it to his. "Swear it." "Why me?" "Because you're the reason. Swear it." "I swear it," I said, lost in the high color of his cheeks, the flame in his eyes. "I swear it," he echoed. We sat like that for a moment, hands touching. He grinned. "I feel like I could eat the world raw.

But when I tried to speak them, I found I could not. His cheeks were flushed with shame, and the skin beneath his eyes was weary. His trust was a part of him, as much as his hands or his miraculous feet. And despite my hurt, I would not wish to see it gone, to see him as uneasy and fearful as the rest of us, for any price.

She was a poisoner at heart; she wanted to be sure I came as villain, not savior.

For sixteen years, I had been holding up the sky, and he had not noticed. I should have forced him to go with me to pick those plants that saved his life. I should have made him to stand over the stove while I spoke the words of power. He should understand all I had carried in silence, all that I had done for his safekeeping.

I did not see the worst of him. Even at his best he was not an easy man. But he was a friend to me in a time when I needed one." "It is strange to think of a goddess needing friends." "All creatures that are not mad need them.

Os encomiendo una misión para después de mi muerte: mezclar nuestras cenizas y enterrarnos juntos.

Tell me," I said, "how do you know that your father is not right about my poisons? How do you know I will not drug you where you sit?" "I do not." "Yet you would dare to stay?" "I dare anything," he said. And that is how we came to be lovers.

If you have to go, you know I will go with you.

I did not see the worst of him. Even at his best he was not an easy man. But he was a friend to me in a time when I needed one.

We reached for each other, and I thought of how many nights I had lain awake in this room loving him in silence. Later, Achilles pressed close for a final, drowsy whisper. "If you have to go, you know I will go with you." We slept.