Quotes About Trust

People belong to each other only as long as they both believe. He's stopped believing.

The way I see it, how can you really say you'll love a person longer than love lasts?

The stickiest sorts of violence are often incredibly intimate, Will. They require trust. They take time.

But we've never really understood why she stays with Troy, honestly. He's incapable of being faithful, even when they were first dating. A man like that doesn't change, and Emily should have so much more, should have her pick of anyone. It's never made any sense.

Still, I don't trust a man I haven't seen tight.

There wasn't anything simple about them, and I preferred that, and trusted it. My life wasn't simple either.

He was afraid of marriage and he was afraid of being alone, too.

He'd left me for a time. He'd doubted me, but now he was mine again and I wanted to keep him here in a tangle of limbs and bedsheets until I'd quieted every last voice and we were only right again.

Mine hadn't, and neither had Cameron's. All the scars I still carry, she carries, too. Trust issues, attachment trouble, identity problems, feelings of emptiness, isolation, alienation, and despair—cracks in the soul that can't be mended. I've seen it. I've lived it. How anyone with a hole inside them will search on and on, sometimes all their lives, for ways to fill it.

He pulled me into the room and way lay on the featherbed and made love. And I was reminded of what was best about us. How very easy and natural we could be as bodies, with no sharp angles or missteps and no need for talking. How in bed, as nowhere else, he was my favorite animal and I was his.

sometimes you have to start there, with almost nothing. And hope for everything anyway.

But some of us, a very few in the end, bet on marriage against the odds. And though I didn't feel holy, exactly, I did feel that what we had was rare and true—and that we were safe in the marriage we had built and were building every day. This

When things got hard and you felt shaky, she liked to say, you could hit your knees wherever you were, and the world would be there to catch you.

With the things that matter most, we guard them carefully. Sometimes we tell no one, and sometimes just one person, the one who knows us best.

I found myself feeling differently about marriage, and about the damage lovers could do to one another, irreparable damage sometimes, and almost without thinking.

When you love someone, there's risk.

I had a harder time with this dishonesty, because it seemed to speak of something larger. The way he was always out for himself, whatever the cost.

I don't even have a savings account because I don't know my mom's maiden name, and apparently that's the key to the whole thing.

Marcus?" he asked a moment later, while Marcus lowered them to the ground. "Do you like Sam?" "Aye, I do," Marcus told him. "I love her." "But Tabitha said one of the Whites told her you don't love anything." "Well." Marcus kissed the top of his head. "The White was wrong.

You have no reason to fear me. I'll prove to you that I'm not a monster.

At first she thought him nothing more than a careless rogue, taking her as a wife just to have her in his bed. But she

Her slender shoulders slumped making Marcus want to go to her and vow he'd never hurt her the way he could as a Drakkon.

Trust hangs somewhere between knowing what your heart longs for and trying to dictate the shape or timing or outcome of your heart's desire. It lies in the willingness to accept the particulars of how and when and where God chooses to intervene. It waits in the cool shade of surrender.

Letting ourselves be loved by God is the place where we stumble upon trust.