Quotes About Betrayal

It wasn't innocent blood. To my father nothing about Amalia ever seemed innocent. He, so furious, so bitter and yet so eager for pleasure, so irascible and so egotistical, couldn't bear that she had a friendly, at times even joyful, relationship with the world. He recognized in it a trace of betrayal.

E infine si mise a ridere e proclamò con una certa solennità: "Io non mi innamorerò mai di nessuno e non scriverò mai mai mai una poesia". "Non ci credo". "E' così". "Ma gli altri si innamoreranno di te". "Peggio per loro". "Soffriranno come questa Didone". "No, si andranno a fidanzare con un'altra, proprio come ha fatto Enea, che alla fine si è messo con la figlia di un re".

If people had been horrified at those who wanted to overthrow the state, now they were disgusted by those who, pretending to serve it, had consumed it, like a fat worm in the apple.

I like her, Mamma, you were right to have her come. She smells nice, just like a corpse.

Quante parole restano impronunciabili anche all'interno di una coppia che si ama, e com'è elevato il rischio che altri le pronuncino distruggendola.

Lui crede che mi ha privata di qualcosa, con quello che m'ha fatto. Ma non mi ha privata di niente, io ho avuto tutto, io ho tutto. È tuo padre che non ha niente.

Ma adesso era chiaro, lei aveva ragione e io torto. Nino non fuggiva affatto da suo padre per paura di diventare come lui, Nino era già suo padre e non voleva ammetterlo.

Te fuiste sin llevarte nada, entregaste la casa a un hostelero sin escrúpulos. Abandonaste todo y todo se ha perdido. -Nada se ha perdido si nos hemos encontrado.-Leonora tiembla pero Max no la escucha.

His cold eyes stared at me. At last, he said wearily: "I have more faith in Hitler than in anyone else. He alone has kept his promises, all his promises, to the Jewish people.

I learned many interesting things from Delia: for example, that she and Gulya had both married alcoholics, but Delia's alcoholic had taken all her money, whereas Gulya had managed her alcoholic well and taken all his money.

I learned many interesting things from Delia: for example, that she and Gulya had both married alcoholics, but Delia's alcoholic had taken all her money, whereas Gulya had managed her alcoholic well and taken all his money.

Hungarian men are very interesting. They know how to say what you want to hear. They are very clever. But they do not mean these words. Five or six months later, when it is enough, then they will say the really awful things." Those words, "when it is enough," stayed with me for a long time.

Death to all betrayers!

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That cloak of love you were wearing—he's torn it to shreds, undoing the seams of trust that held it together. How can you ever wear those shreds?

The Rajah's handsome eunuch never guessed that she was telling him the tale of her own life.

Judas does not love. He does not love and that is why he betrays. He does not love, and that is why, having cast aside treason because it horrifies him, he ends by detesting himself without repenting. Self-hatred is salutary only when associated with the love of God. Alone it is homicidal; it has the power to destroy everything and it has no power at all to repair.

Antonio J. Méndez

Tiene el padre entre las cejas un ceño que le aborrasca el rostro, un tachón sombrío como la huella de un hacha. Soñando está con sus hijos, que sus hijos lo apuñalan, y cuando despierta mira que es cierto lo que soñaba.

A la vera de la fuente quedó Alvargonzález muerto. Tiene cuatro puñaladas entre el costado y el pecho, por donde la sangre brota, más un hachazo en el cuello.

I've thought a great deal about the things I'd say to you, if I saw you again, but now I don't like having said any of it. We talk and words betray us. You think of them and when you say them out loud they mean something else.

Truth has very few friends and those few are suicides.

They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you.

Han dejado de engañarte, no de quererte. Y te parece que han dejado de quererte.