Quotes About Trust

Life with an unreliable mother had robbed her of the sense of security necessary for upward mobility. It had rendered her anxious and shortsighted.

That was the thing about best friends. Like sisters and mothers, they could piss you off and make you cry and break your heart, but in the end, when the chips were down, they were there, making you laugh even in your darkest hours.

That was what a best friend did: hold up a mirror and show you your heart.

To make real friends you have to put yourself out there. Sometimes people will let you down, but you can't let that stop you. If you get hurt, you just pick yourself up, dust off your feelings, and try again.

Sometimes being a good friend means saying nothing.

You're not alone, and you're not the one in charge," Mother said gently. "Ask for help when you need it, and give help when you can. I think that is how we serve God—and each other and ourselves—in times as dark as these.

You are my sunlight in the dark and the ground beneath my feet.

Être aimé sans mérite, c'est la preuve d'un vrai amour

Voters are idiots who do what they're told.

As I was saying before," he says, his eyes glued to me as I begin to writhe on the sheets beneath me, "I will allow it.

She didn't need my protection, only my partnership.

When a spy is captured, he takes a suicide pill, believing it's better to die than be tortured. By that reasoning shouldn't those same pills be issued to anyone foolish enough to fall in love? —The Lighter Side of Death

but my heart's all yours, so I can't give it away. Not to anyone.

You are my ocean. You are the only thing I can trust.

Robert," she whispers, "you have my heart.

What is the etiquette for betrayal?

She shrugs, smiles. "All you ever had to do was ask.

I'mHereBecauseIHearYou'reDatingMySister.

He lied to you too, Sophie I know, I said softly. You're risking that adorable little neck of yours for an asshole. I am, I admitted. The fountain was now a blur as the wind played with the carefully structured pattern of the water. But here's the thing...he's my asshole. Is this about ownership? Marcus asked incredulously, Or is it about love? It's about love, I whispered. Marcus I...I love my asshole, okay? I love him so much.

Dorothy said nothing. Oz had not kept the promise he made her, but he had done his best. So she forgave him. As he said, he was a good man, even if he was a bad Wizard.

Why, I'm not afraid to go anywhere, if the Cowardly Lion is with me, she said. I know him pretty well, and so I can trust him. He's always afraid, when we get into trouble, and that's why he's cowardly; but he's a terrible fighter, and that's why he isn't a coward. He doesn't like to fight, you know, but when he HAS to, there isn't any beast living that can conquer him.

Scarecrow declared he could see as well as by day. So she took hold of his

and the Lion, he said to the Woodman, and the bees cannot sting them. This the Woodman did, and as Dorothy lay close beside the Lion

were both much frightened at the threat, and promised meekly to be good. But it was never noticed that they became very warm friends, for all of that.