Quotes About Betrayal

I believe nobody was ever so used by a friend as I have been by her ever since coming to the Crown.

So ended . . . a royal friendship which once could not be contained within the common bounds of love.

I go out an honest man, but you stay in a rogue.

He would die at her hands. He knew it, with sudden lightening clarity. The man he had struggled so hard to become, the all-powerful, all-knowing Simon of Navarre, would be destroyed by a woman's heart.

He should have known someone like Lucien de Malheur would offer no loyalty, no male solidarity.

This man was truly like a scorpion, a poisonous sting when one least expected it.

Betrayal was the name of the game—to get what he'd have, to use every weapon in his arsenal

You're probably right, he whispered. About what? He looked up at him and managed a brief, farewell smile. I rather think Emma did run off with my heart, he confessed.

Too bad he took a tumble out that window when he was too drunk to know what he was doing, she said, cheerfully callous. It'll be a cold day in hell before I ever let a man near me again.

mother into leaving twelve and a half million dollars to the Foundation of Being. And not a damned thing to the only child she'd ever had. Ten years ago Rachel might

religion, and Rachel called a cult. The man who had mesmerized her dying mother into leaving twelve and a half million dollars to the Foundation of Being. And not a damned thing to the only child she'd ever had. Ten years

He was lying; I could hear it the way you hear a tune and you know how it goes. I wondered how many times I'd heard him lie, to know so well what it sounded like.

Once, a great handful of a girl out west told him - I never did love you. […]How mean of her to salve her spit curled conscience by trying to take away their past! In the kitchen he had started to use those very words on Lou - they sprang readily to mind, as wounding words do - but he stopped himself.

Yeah, you should have seen your face. Actually, I should have seen your face. Stupid sneak suits.

I thought when he learned my secret, he would understand the ally I could be. But instead, he doesn't even know who I am.

But doesn't real love work the other way round?"...... "You start by thinking someone's fabulous, and by the end of the piece you realize he's a monster!

The United States is so powerful that the only country capable of destroying her might be the United States herself, which means that the ultimate terrorist strategy would be to just leave the country alone. That way, America's ugliest partisan tendencies could emerge unimpeded by the unifying effects of war. The ultimate betrayal of tribe isn't acting competitively—that should be encouraged—but predicating your power on the excommunication of others from the group.

Cowardice is another form of community betrayal, and most Indian tribes punished it with immediate death. (If that seems harsh, consider that the British military took "cowards" off the battlefield and executed them by firing squad as late as World War I.)

Seizing on the reduced-ranks situation, Gotti urged Gigante to reinforce his family with forty additional men. Sammy the Bull Gravano knew that Gotti was scheming to undercut Gigante and to court loyalty from the new Genovese cadre by informing them that he was responsible for their admission into Cosa Nostra.

Beware the treachery of words... Words seem to be well-woven baskets ready to hold your meaning, but they betray you with rotted corners and splintered stays.

Stupefied he gazed at the old man who, naïve as a child, returned his glance still rubbing his hands. How could he have recognized one who so utterly betrayed all his expectations? The man whom Valignano had called a devil, who had made the missionaries apostatize one by one--until now he had envisaged the face of this man as pale and crafty. But here before his very eyes sat this understanding, seemingly good, meek man.

For the first time in her life Tomoe came to the realization that there are fools and fools. A man who loves others with an open-hearted simplicity, who trusts others, no matter who they are, even if he is deceived or even betrayed-- such a man in the present-day world is bound to be written off as a fool. And so he is. But not just an ordinary fool. He is a wonderful fool. He is a wonderful fool who will never allow the little light which he sheds along man's way to go out.

Levantó el pie. Le dolía con un dolor sordo, pesado... Esto era más que una fórmula. Él, en este momento, estaba a punto de pisotear lo más bello que había soñado en su vida, lo que había creído más puro, lo que llenaba el ideal y los sueños de los hombres...

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