Quotes About Trust

Right now your only job is to breathe and feel and…look up." Kat pulled back just enough to see the mistletoe that hung above them. "You planned that." "Me?" He gasped. "Never." Then Hale's lips were on hers and his arms were around her and there were no eggs and no thieves and no lies between them.

But even the Gallagher Academy hadn't figured out a way to help us protect our hearts.

My parents think so. And my parents have a very annoying habit of being right

Hale would scold her if he heard her say it—even here, even now, in the middle of a con. But there was a part of Kat, deep down, that might have even thought it was true if she ever allowed herself to think about such things—if she could stop running, working, grifting long enough to wonder if she was really going to get away with stealing W. W. Hale V. But

For the first time he's not looking at me like I'm dangerous. He's looking at me like I'm broken. It's a look I know too well.

Count me in, Kat." He squeezed her tighter. "You should always count me in." - W. W. Hale the Fifth

Maybe it's only fitting that a relationship that started with a lie would end with one.

If you boys want to beat each other's guts out, I'm willing to let you, but I'd rather get Cam someplace safe and find out what she's doing walking the streets at five in the bloody morning." She started back down the alley, then stopped and added, "Oh, and Zach, if you're going to run away from school, leave a note. Even Cam did that.

But Maddie walked to the side of the bridge, and then he saw a huge knife buried in the post, waiting. "Stefan took your knife," he blurted like an idiot. Maddie looked like she'd never been more insulted in her life. "I never leave the house with just one knife. Seriously. Do I look like a one-knife kind of girl?" She pulled it from the post and Logan could see the fire glistening off a long blade that could have easily sliced through those old ropes.

I am the Girl Who Cried Wolf. And now I am the only one who can save the lambs.

watched the people I know best look at me like I was a crazy person. Trust me. It's a look I know pretty well.

There were a million lies Kat could have told, but none more powerful than the truth. "This is our only idea.

Honor is overrated.

You do a great many things for strangers, Katarina. What are you willing to do for your friends?

She definitely wasn't going to think about how hot Logan looked because: (A) It was Logan! and (B) She'd heard stories about girls who met cute boys and then lost their heads, and being that they were currently being held by a knife-wielding, ticked-off Russian, Maddie really didn't want to find out how literal that saying might be.

My time at the Gallagher Academy had taught me that there are some things that can never, ever be pulled apart.

The things that are the most precious to us are sometimes the most secret.

I know there are other couples around us, but they feel like distant blurs. Only Alexei is solid and sure. Between my tight dress and aching feet and swirling head, he may be the only thing keeping me steady.

And they would go back together. Eventually. My time at the Gallagher Academy had taught me that there are some things that can never, ever be pulled apart.

Hush, little princess, wait and see. No one's gonna know that you are me.

But the part I remember most was when a man stepped out onto the high wire, fifty feet about the ground. By the time he reached the other side, five other people had climbed onto his shoulders, but I wasn't watching him—I was too busy starting at my father, who looked on as if he knew what it felt like, up there without a net.

We're gonna need people," Kat said as Marcus opened the big double doors. "People we can trust," she added. Hale nodded and walked her down the ornate hall, pausing before a pair of sliding doors. He pushed them aside, revealing a two-story library, a warm fire, and the familiar faces of the Bagshaw brothers, Simon, and Gabrielle. "You mean, like them?

And that why your mother came to this room....she told me that sometimes it takes a thief to catch a thief

Taccone smiled. "And you've come here alone," he said, but it was really a question. "Now, I could say yes, and have you think I'm lying." She took a step forward, ran her hand across the baby-soft leather of a wingback chair. "Or I could say no, and have you think I'm bluffing. So maybe I'll just say . . . no comment.