Quotes About Trust

Sometimes Thomas Mackee will stick an earphone into my ear and ask me to listen to a song. When I get over the revulsion of putting something in my ear that's been in his, I sit back and let the music take over, and for a half hour there's something comforting about someone's heart beating at the same rhythm as mine.

Phaedra looked across the water and her eyes met Lucian's. Their needs came second. It came from the privilege of being trusted. But that doesn't mean I love you less.

But what if I don't?" she argued. "I don't know him. How can I love one that I don't know? I'm frightened to see him. I've never seen a little creature. How will I know he's not all wrong?" "And if he is all wrong, what will you do?" Froi had asked. She thought for a moment. "I'll hold him tight and tell him that we'll be wrong for this world together.

You're going to have to learn to ride a horse on your own, Phaedra', he said. 'It will make the journey faster.' 'The mule and I have an agreement.' 'The mule and you have similar traits.

He watched as Finnikin swung onto the horse, his sleeve stained with blood. Froi liked the way Finnikin reached behind him and took Evanjalin's hand, placing it around his waist. It made everything seem normal because Finnikin always wanted to touch her.

They're my best friends, I'm going to know them until the day I die.

I do keep him at the back of my mind for those times I get me hopes raised about something. So then I can slap myself into reality and remind myself of what happens when you let someone into your sacred space.

I don't care what my friends think." "You care what they'l do when they remember that you're the one with personality.

I just don't trust people who have bodies that change with their moods. Well then you'll never trust the opposite sex again.

Everything's going to be fine. She'll be back at work soon. Let's just keep the house clean." Oh yeah, I want to say, because a clean house will result in peace in the Middle East as well.

If I become king, do I have to ask your guards and your ladies permission each time I want to touch you in my marriage bed?" Her eyes blazed. "When you become my king, Finnikin, you can touch me whenever you want. Wherever you want.

These people have history and I crave history. I crave someone knowing me so well that they can tell what I'm thinking.

Do you miss being friends with Santangelo?" I ask her after the lights are out and we're almost asleep. "What makes you think were friends?" "Everything." I hear her yawn. "Being enemies with him is better." she tells me. There's a long pause and I think she's going to say something more but she doesn't and it's just silence for a long while.

Froi woke to see five faces staring down at him. "You fainted," Lirah said. "No, I didn't." "Yes, you did," Gargarin argued. "You climbed down well enough, but the moment we touched the ground, you fainted," Finnikin said. "I've never fainted a day in my life.

My favourite photos of my mum and dad are those from before I was born. Because they were so into each other and I can see this love in her eyes that says, I trust this guy to fucking bits.

Who do you hang out with?" Natalia asks, looking over my shoulder. She's always done that. Wherever you are, whoever you are, she'll always look over your shoulder to see if there's someone more exciting to speak to. It used to make me feel paranoid.

But it was definitely a car trailing me and quickly I prepared myself for a great dash. I began quickening my step and when it stopped alongside me I could stand it no longer. "My father's a cop and he'll kill you," I screeched without looking. "No, he's a barrister," I heard Michael Andretti say in a calm voice, "and he'll kill you if you don't get into this car.

Later, when they were almost asleep he had called out to her. 'Finke?' 'Yeah?' 'We'll make a great team. You plant. I build

The next night he asked Jonah if he could take $9.49 out of Jonah's secret stash that only Danny and his mum and Jack knew about. Jonah kept it in his sock drawer next to a photograph of Jonah and a girl with sad eyes, taken in one of those railway station photo booths.

I met you at the cornerstone on the highway to bedlam./Walked with you to the pinnacle, along that ledge to hell,/Traveled along the passageway of all things aching,/But would crawl with you if you wanted me to/On the steeple point to hope./So we can tip the stars and hold the moon,/Graze the sun, but make it soon.

You returned for me, Finn. After everything you said." Finnkin's eyes were fierce with emotion. "Do you honestly think I would have left you out here, knowing there was a small army in the vicinity?" "I'm surprised you were able to convince Perri and your father to return." Finnikin laughed. "All I had to do was stop the horse and say, 'I think...' and they were racing back into the woods to you.

I see the look on her face that says nothing can happen to her if she's holding on to her dad. It kills me to hate them so much for having that.

Melina Marchetta

We stay like that for a while. No one tries to analyze it or offer solutions. No one interrupts. Sometimes, momentarily, I'm embarrassed by the whole disclosure, but I realize that I trust these people and I don't know how or when that happened.