Quotes About Trust

The idea that mothers and daughters can say everything to each other is a myth.

And no prenup. Prenups are for people who plan on getting a divorce. I have so much, Bernie. But I've never had anyone to share it with. From now on, what's mine is yours

Nothing like being with people you've known almost your entire life. Having a shared history is something you just can't create with the new ones. No matter how much you like that, it just isn't the same.

It's all well and good saying you avoid pain by avoiding relationships, but what about the wonderful things you're avoiding as well? What about the joy and the intimacy and the trust that come with finding someone you love?

When a man only rings you late at night, when he only wants to see you late at night, when he doesn't take you out for dinner, or introduce you to his friends, or spend any time or attention on you, then this is not a relationship. This is sex.

We all need people to tell us that we were the ones who had been deeply wronged.

I have given up on speech with the Rev; there is no use explaining that you have to learn where your pain is. You have to burrow down and find the wound, and if the burden of it is too terrible to shoulder you have to shout it out; you have to shout for help. My trust, even down in that dark place I carry, is that some person will come running. And then finally the way through grief is grieving.

If you keep secrets from your father, to whom can you tell them? If you hide food from your mother, to whom can you give it?

we were living and working in harmony, supporting each other, participating in each other's interests, despite the disparity of our chosen subjects, despite attempts to divide us and despite the inevitable difficulties of Stephen's worsening disability. We were very happy. We both gained confidence and courage from the strength of our mutual resolve and from our trust in each other.

Open your heart to a baseball team and you're liable to get it broken.

Such a vulnerable position, baring the neck, as if waiting for the executioner's axe. The vampire's bite. The intimate kiss of a lover. And now, for me… a collar and chain.

I've done many things in my role. I've ended the lives of those who deserved death for what they'd done. I've trained women, broken men, coaxed powerful people to trust us when they never should have. I've stolen and plundered, ravaged and destroyed. But now Sadie holds in front of me what I want but can't demand, coerce, or force: her adoration. Her respect. Hell, her trust.

I can tell just by looking at her that she needs to know she can push me and that when she does, I won't crumple. I know the look by now. Submissive women who crave dominance need this from time to time, and Diana's no exception. I've likened it to a blind man finding his way in an unfamiliar room; once he knows where the walls are, his boundaries, he can move more freely.

And when two people have loved each other see how it is like a scar between their bodies, stronger, darker, and proud; how the black cord makes of them a single fabric that nothing can tear or mend. from "For What Binds Us

My Hunger The way the high-wire walker must carry a pole to make her arms longer you carried me I carried you through this world.

Enlightenment is the total sense of freedom that comes from letting go of the concept of being an individual "self". It is a long journey towards being able to trust that such freedom is possible.

The trust of a city street is formed over time from many, many little public sidewalk contacts... Most of it is ostensibly trivial but the sum is not trivial at all.

But something worse can happen to the person who is betrayed." "What? What could possibly happen to me that is worse?" The older man stared at the younger, and then said pityingly, "You may learn treachery from it.

They had joked together as young men that they planned to die before their wives; it was the best way, since neither man could imagine life without them.

Let it come, as it will, and don't be afraid. God does not leave us comfortless, so let evening come.

I am the one whose love overcomes you, already with you when you think to call my name.

To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop in the oats, to air in the lung let evening come. Let it come, as it will, and don't be afraid. God does not leave us comfortless, so let evening come.

Don't deny the dreams. They're a gift given to make your life full. Accept them. Reach for them. We are not here just to endure hard times until we die. We are here to live, to serve, to trust, and to create out of our longings.

And there it is, my greatest challenge: to face the uncertainty of each day, trusting that there will be enough—enough to meet our needs and enough to give away.