Quotes About Betrayal

He must be really smart. That must make you proud. I certainly couldn't design a website and entice people to sign up for a cattle-drive vacation." Zane's ever-so-perfect mouth tightened. "He lied, stole and committed fraud. Pride doesn't much enter into it for me." Phoebe hunched down in her seat. "If you're going to put it like that," she mumbled and turned her attention to the scenery.

Three months ago she'd been in Los Angeles. Her husband had walked into their tiny bathroom while she'd been brushing her teeth and had announced he was leaving her for another woman. He was in love and he was leaving. What Jenna remembered most was standing in that cramped space wondering when she was supposed to spit. At what point in that kind of confession was it polite or expected for her to lean over the sink, spit and rinse?

To talk about camp is therefore to betray it. If the betrayal can be defended, it will be for the edification it provides, or the dignity of the conflict it resolves.

I am scared, numbed from the marital wars - that deadly, deadening combat which is the opposite, the antithesis of the sharp painful struggles of lovers. Lovers fight with knives and whips, husbands and wives poisoned marshmallows, sleeping pills, and wet blankets.

So, on top of the betrayal, I got to feel ashamed. I got to hate myself, when the rage of Medea would have served me better; but I was ever a stranger to rage.

That I was, in fact, indifferent to my husband's indiscretions testified, to me foremost, that our love was of a tepid paleness.

Therefore, what I had been taught to fear I now embraced. Betrayal- his or mine, it didn't matter- freed me.

I had always held the notion that if two people love the same thing, they must love each other as well, but now the memories of that love had been tarnished by betrayal.

He was the worst kind of liar, the kind who took hearts as hostages and broke them with impunity.

How did you convince a whole town that their homegrown hero was a vicious rapist?

She had known a love as intense as the brightest star, and a betrayal deeper than the blackest void in space.

And they didn't think to tell me they were using something that might not work?" Margie felt dizzy with rage. It blew her mind that no one had bothered to explain this to her. It was a violation of a different kind, a complete disregard for her as a person.

her home; it just happened to be where she lived. This was the House that Jack Built, she thought, hearing the singsong rhythm of the old children's story in her head. And this was the wife who lived in the house that Jack built. And there was the mistress that screwed the husband that ignored the wife who lived in the house that Jack built....

This was the House that Jack Built, she thought, hearing the singsong rhythm of the old children's story in her head. And this was the wife who lived in the house that Jack built. And there was the mistress that screwed the husband that ignored the wife who lived in the house that Jack built....

In his madness and his blindness he was Lear and Gloucester combined.

the wicked woman's son was evidently making love to the girl. Both were standing by the old window-seat

Republics are created by the virtue, public spirit, and intelligence of the citizens. They fall, when the wise are banished from the public councils, because they dare to be honest, and the profligate are rewarded, because they flatter the people in order to betray them.

When Vince was through talking that day, one of the grand jurors said, "Explain to me, to all of us, why in the world didn't you at some time go to Mrs. Reinert and warn her?" And by now Vince knew he'd spend the rest of his life being asked that question. And by now he knew that even when the words were not being uttered, the eyes were asking it.

Okay.' She could tell the anger was still on him, and she was glad. It made her feel slightly compensated for his treachery. When a short time later

I gave a helpless laugh. "Damned if I know. I think…we seem to have reached impasse. I feel betrayed by your friendship with Verlane. I realize that's not logical. I realize that if I'd made the mistakes Verlane has made, I'd want my friends to stand by me, hope that someone would help me when the time came. I just…" "What?" I met his eyes. "I just need to come first for someone, Guy.

Why did we all crave love so badly when half the time it left us annihilated?

Look, Paul. I appreciate what you're telling me, but I gave Jake my word. Not to mention the fact, he'd throw my ass in jail if he found out I tried to go around him." "He wouldn't, you know," he said. "Jake's a pussycat." Yeah, just a big old saber-toothed tiger.

The playground song in my head went, First comes love, then comes hideous betrayal, then comes endless regret requiring expensive therapy. It was a terrible song. It didn't even rhyme. But it was mine, and I hadn't made a family, even though I'd wanted one

She had shown Laura that David was less hers than she had ever thought and the pieces of him she did own were being taken.