Quotes About Trust

Men believe women are hopeless gossips, but women know men are. The poor creatures are worse than women in some ways, because they cannot admit to themselves that they are gossiping, or doubt the discretion of the individuals in whom they confide. 'Strictly in confidence, old boy, just between you and me...'.

I lost Davey twice, retrieving him on the second occasion from the interior of a huge granite sarcophagus. I was tempted to leave him there, for a while, since he could not get out of it. But Emerson wouldn't let me.

Selim, you will speak with your kin and your friends in Gurneh; perhaps some of them will respond to direct threats--questions, I mean to say.

All right, Vicky. . . . I may call you Vicky, mayn't I? No, I said.

This was the skin that protected you from the world—this loving of another person you shared your life with.

The very feel of her hand, even through its glove, was reassuring; it was the sort of hand, he thought, that children would like to hold in the dark.

Perhaps,' she said, leaning forward a little, 'you will tell me your name. If we are to be friends' - she smiled her grave smile - 'as I hope we are, we had better begin at the beginning.

One loved being with Lotty. With her one was free, and yet befriended.

There's no safety in love. You risk the whole of life. But the great thing is to risk—to believe, and to risk everything for your belief.

Un'amicizia incapace di aiutare potrebbe benissimo fare a meno di esistere.

I do sincerely trust that the benediction that is always awaiting me in my garden may by degrees be more deserved, and that I may grow in grace, and patience, and cheerfulness, just like the happy flowers I so much love.

For, after he had affectionately embraced her, so affectionately that she was sure that one of her tendons had snapped..

We are neither of us wise, but it is surprising how talking to a friend, even to a friend as unwise as yourself, clears up your brains and lets in new light.

Well, I for one am unable to imagine how anybody who lives with an intelligent and devoted dog can ever be lonely.

But he felt too confident in Catherine's beautiful nature to be afraid of Ned. Catherine, who loved beauty, who was so much moved by it—witness her rapt face at The Immortal Hour—would never listen to blandishments from anyone with Ned's nose. Besides, Ned was elderly. In spite of the fur rug up to his chin, Christopher had seen that all right. He was an elderly, puffy man. Elderliness and love! He grinned to himself. If only the elderly could see themselves….

If all this seems too tough, then the solution is simple: don't run for office. The American people should never have to worry about whether the decisions made by public officials are driven by public interest or by their own personal finance interest.

It's like being in love, discovering your best friend.

But I have told the truth. Isn't that ironic? They sent me because I am so good at telling lies. But I have told the truth.

FLY THE PLANE, MADDIE.

Hope is the most treacherous thing in the world. It lifts you and lets you plummet. But as long as you're being lifted you don't worry about plummeting.

Careless talk costs lives.

Incredible what slender threads you begin to hang your hopes on.

He just put his hand through the bulkhead, exactly as she'd done, and squeezed my shoulder. He has very strong fingers. And he kept his hand there the whole way home, even when he was reading the map and giving me headings. So I am not flying alone now after all.

Hope is treacherous, but how can you live without it?