Quotes About Betrayal

Not I, but rather the king you love so well. It appears he would see us marry. (Rowena) My hairy arse. (Stryder) That is much more information about your person, Lord Stryder, than I care to know. (Rowena)

Jack ignored his greeting and slammed his fist straight into the jaw of the spy.) What did he do? Wear the wrong color coat? Or is it his stock you find offensive this time? (Morgan)

Without a word or glance, Sin walked past her and climbed up to the stables loft. 'What's he doing?' she asked Braden as she rejoined him. 'I'm leaving the two of you alone,' Sin's muffled voice answered from above. Braden tilted his head up to stare at the wooden beams above their heads. 'Like it would matter, since we know you can hear everything we say?' 'Aye, well, I'm a pervert, not a voyeur.'" -Maggie, Sin, & Braden

I was angry with you. (Callie) For what? (Sin) Sleeping on the floor again. What is it with you and the floor? Most women have to fear their husbands are in the bed of another. Me, 'tis the hearth I envy. (Callie)

Do you know what a friend is, milord? (Emily) An enemy in disguise. (Draven)

But so fluid a thing was love.It wasn't firm,he was learning, it wasn't a scripture;it was a wobbliness that lent itself to betrayal,taking the mold of whatever he poured he poured it into.And in fact,it was difficult to keep from pouring it into numerous vessels.It could be used for all kinds of purposes....He wished it were a constraint.It was truly beginning to frighten him.

You took my body and my soul, but you wanted no part of my truth.

Loneliness is terrible, of course, but being betrayed by the mask of one's fellow man is much worse.

There is no faith which has never yet been broken, except that of a truly faithful dog

Little by little - no, a lot by a lot - they all took from her. No one gave her anything. Mitsuko became a hollow shell.

It's official. Trust is dead.

You were my best friend. I was supposed to know you.

Now there's the Niida we all know and loathe.

How do you know I didn't bring you out here to dispose of you in private?

As Lothaire lifted the lid with a sense of dread, Nïx murmured, "Hint: it's the middle one." Elizabeth's fragile finger.Seeing it severed like this brought on a visceral reaction—pain shooting through his own hand, radiating throughout his regenerated heart. He closed the lid with a swallow, sentimentally pocketing the package. "You gave her your heart, and she gave you the bird." Nïx sighed. "Songs will be written about this.

He jerked back. "What is this? Be like you were with me the other times! When you melted for me." "That was before I fully understood what a nasty piece of work you are." "Because of a few shifter beheadings? Come on, Lizvetta, it's not as if I went around cock-slapping gnomes." Her jaw dropped.

Elizabeth, With my compliments. You will never get your claws into another one of mine. Rot in hell, L Nïx clasped her hands over her chest, sighing, "He gave you his heart. That's so romantic. So much better than a candy heart. Those get stuck in the fangs, you know.

Elizabeth is my happiness , he thought again. "I could hate her for what she did to me." "Because of one unsuccessful beheading?" She tapped her claw to her chin. "Wow. I never thought you were such a pussy. I'm rethinking our friendship.

Have you ever been betrayed? Have you ever been cut to the bone, stabbed in the back? Have you ever given someone your whole heart only to find out they used your heart to beat you with it? Have you ever laid down your life for someone? Have you ever served with reckless abandonment and in return got back a list of things that you failed to do?

the Judas spirit always want intimacy without covenant!

OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF BABES It is a pity that we often succeed in our endeavors to deceive each other. ~Empress Irene~

Cautionary Tale: Blood is seldom thicker than blood.

And all that 'don't want to lose you' is utter bullshit. But just in case it's true, guess what? You did lose me. Just now.

That moment when she'd crouched behind the tree…it did something to her, something that made her grow up and toughen up. But one question throbbed in her brain for a long, long time. Why? Why would Liam say something so hateful? How could he—who had tamed a stray and starving cat—be so cruel to a girl who had only ever wanted to be his friend?