Quotes About Betrayal

What is the world coming to, when you can't even trust a rogue vicar and her demon lover?

Fulk the Black, Count of Anjou and founder of the Angevin dynasty that later ruled England, came on pilgrimage after he had burned his wife alive in her wedding-dress having found her guilty of adultery with a swineherd.

spoken to Malamore like this, ever. He wheeled around towards Dirlewanger,

twenties, served as his judge in 1937 and even denounced a

I don't see the point of truth anymore, it causes just as much heartbreak as lying.

Am I a Jew? [ . . . ] Your own people and chief priests handed you over to me. What is it you have done?

John of Bavaria, realizing the game was up and his throwing in the priesthood and marrying had just wasted everyone's time, made Philip the Good his heir. He was shortly thereafter assassinated in The Hague with a poisoned prayer book (yes, really – nothing can beat the fifteenth century).

I gave you my heart, but it wasn't enough.

Our lie is like a cancer that's spread to every single area of our lives.

Believe me, I know people who have doting Grandmas. Jessica's Grandma Pearl spent four years knitting her a blanket. Four years! And she's got arthritis. I wonder what Grandma Pearl would think if she knew Jessica lost her virginity to Michael Greenberg under the blanket she spent four years knitting with her crooked fingers.

His high school girlfriend. I caught them in the act." "You caught them having sex at Homestyle Buffet?" Carlos chimes in, confused and maybe a little amused.

Brittany flew out of school today, following Burro Face. Before I left I saw them together in an intimate conversation by the back field. She picked him over me, which really shouldn't surprise me. When she asked me in chemistry what she should do, I should have told her to dump that pendejo. Then I'd be happy instead of pissed off. ¡Es un carbón de mierda? He doesn't deserve her. Okay, so I don't, either.

It is one of the major tragedies that nothing is more discomforting than the hearty affection of the Old Friends who never were friends.

Being in love is sweet as honey, but the taste fades as soon we start squeezing some drops of lemon in it, which are lies, disrespect and cheating.

Of all the objects of hatred, a woman once loved is the most hateful.

Through this man [Launcelot] and me [Guenever] hath all this war been wrought, and the death of the most noblest knights of the world; for through our love that we have loved together is my most noble lord slain.

Oh, what tangled webs we weave, When we first practice to deceive.

I was at a dinner party in New York during which the host loudly declared his undying love for his wife. Two weeks later, he left her for another woman. I am as convinced that his declaration was sincere as I am that he was a cipher to himself.

I suppose Stanley fell in love with me during those talks about life and books, but he probably loved someone else, a person who wasn't me.

Love is blind and little did I know, you were just another dead end road. Paved with pretty lies and broken dreams.

Nothing turns to hate so bitter as what once was love.

When love congeals It soon reveals The faint aroma of performing seals, The double-crossing of a pair of heels. I wish I were in love again!

Sometimes we are less unhappy in being deceived by those we love, than in being undeceived by them.

... love always betrays its intentions.