Quotes About Trust

Aside from the obvious, Francesca, what do you want in return for supplying information?" Bones asked, getting back to the subject. You to take me," she replied at once. Not gonna happen!" I spat, squeezing him possessively. Three sets of widened eyes fixed on me. That's when I realized that what I had a firm grip on was no longer his hand.

I'm saying that I'm a moody, insecure, narrow-minded, jealous, borderline homicidal bitch, and I want you to promise me that you're okay with that, because it's who I am, and you're what I need.

In-laws were often used as plot devices to drive a happy couple apart, to destroy marital love and trust.

Lydia is dubious at first, but if you can't trust a librarian, who can you trust?

She's aware that she and her companions represent something to these men. They look like home. Or they look like salvation. Or they look like prey. To an halcón they might look like reward money.

And she'd believed, truly, that Javier wouldn't hurt them. What she wouldn't give to go back to that moment with Sebastián, to say anything else.

I've seen bad things, too," he assures her. "Yeah?" He nods. "I guess you wouldn't be on top of this train if you hadn't.

Paola is a stranger, but her hands on Lydia's back are the hands of God. They are Sebastián's and Yemi's and Yénifer's. They are her mother's hands.

married people were entitled to a certain measure of privacy, that they needn't tell each other everything.

It was one of the reasons she'd fallen in love with him; he didn't press her on personal matters, he was seldom jealous, and he had no interest in annexing or directing her friendships with other men.

Luca has difficulty reconciling all the genuine kindness of strangers. It seems impossible that good people—so many good people—can exist in the same world where men shoot up whole families at birthday parties and then stand over their corpses and eat their chicken.

Hermana Cecilia's voice is the most soothing sound Luca has ever heard, a peaceful, uninflected hum of determined protection, so that no matter what words she says, the words Luca hears are You are safe here, you are safe here, you are safe.

If we get married, you choose me. I hope you'll continue to choose me every day.

The worst will either happen or not happen, and there's no worry that will make a difference in either direction.

They kept nothing of import from each other, but Lydia liked having a sacred cupboard within herself, to which only she was allowed access.

The worst will either happen or not happen, and there's no worry that will make a difference in either direction. Don't think.

If you can't trust a librarian, who can you trust?

She knows how dangerous it is to trust anyone on La Bestia. There are thugs and rapists and thieves and narcos hidden in the ranks of la policía in every town, but it's not only the police who deserve their suspicion. It's every single person they meet—shopkeepers, food vendors, humanitarians, children, priests, even their fellow migrants.

It's a common tactic for bad actors to ride the trains posing as migrants, working to gain the trust of unsuspecting travelers, so they can lure them into a secluded place where they can commit some violence against them.

He who is most slow in making a promise is the most faithful in performance of it.

The first man who, having fenced in a piece of land, said, "This is mine," and found people naïve enough to believe him, that man was the true founder of civil society.

Base souls have no faith in great individuals.

Those that are most slow in making a promise are the most faithful in the performance of it.

All my misfortunes come of having thought too well of my fellows.