Quotes About Betrayal

That old man...had my division massacred at Gettysburg!

When war comes, reason is regarded as treason.

War in the end is always about betrayal, betrayal of the young by the old, of soldiers by politicians, and of idealists by cynics.

I learned a lot from Vietnam veterans, especially as some of them turned against their own war.

If any Question why We Died Tell them because our Father's Lied.

The war brought things to a head, exposing the utter falsity and rottenness of Kautskyism from its very first day.

Wars are started by the truth. Peace is proclaimed with lies.

[Peace] cannot be honorable or secure, if the sovereign betrays a pusillanimous aversion to war.

The hand that held the dagger has struck it into the back of its neighbor.

Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.

Truth is always the first casualty of war.

She slammed down the phone. The sharp bang shattered my heart like a bottle hitting the sidewalk

In fact, Duncan wouldn't be the least bit surprised to hear his brother say something like, "Hand over the bimbo before someone gets hurt.

El orgullo la mantuvo en pie cuando el amor la traicionó.

She reached into the pocket of her dress and threw the small stack of bills at him. They fluttered to the ground like broken dreams. "I hope you choke on every penny." "Pick that up." She drew back her arm and slapped him as hard as she could.

I don't love you anymore," she whispered. "I don't love you at all." His throat closed. "It's all right, sweetheart. I love you enough for both of us.

Of all the things her father had done to her, she'd never imagined he'd marry her off to the Marlboro Man.

Pride had kept her running when love had betrayed her.

When your lover is a liar, you and he have a lot in common, you're both lying to you!

When your lover is a liar, you and he have a lot in common, you're both lying to you!

I lay unprotesting each touch bringing me exquisite pleasure and impossible pain.If only I had seen the smallest kindness in her face, if only there had not been such hunger... She stripped me in every way possible, herself remaining protected from revelation of her own soul.

We betray ourselves, don't we? In the end, we have no need for enemies.

But remember, dear sister, that the easiest men for us to love are often the same ones who hurt us the most.

Men like Robin were never content, and men like Robin were all she would ever love, grasping, ambitious reflections of herself... He would begin to plot and scheme behind her back, building up a court faction... To emerge from that final conflict as the victor, it would be necessary to kill him. And she knew she was capable of doing it-- it was as simple as that.