Quotes About Betrayal

Public opinion is no excuse for betraying your conscience. If the people don't like what he does, the can vote him out next election. - Christina McCall

The strongest poison ever knownCame from Caesar's laurel crown.

Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache do be my enemy--for friendship's sake.

In his stay with the cultured old epicure, Casanova had learnt two Latin saws, which were to be for the rest of his life his gospel and his policy: Fata viam inveniunt. Volentem ducit, nolentem trahit. As we may say : Fate finds the way, and Life leads its lover, betrays its rebel.

A Deep Sworn Vow Others because you did not keep That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine; Yet always when I look death in the face, When I clamber to the heights of sleep, Or when I grow excited with wine, Suddenly I meet your face.

Curst be the Gold and Silver which persuade Weak Men to follow far-fatiguing Trade! The Lilly-Peace outshines the silver Store, And Life is dearer than the golden Ore. Yet Money tempts us o'er the Desert brown, To ev'ry distant Mart and wealthy Town: Full oft we tempt the Land and Sea; And are we only yet repay'd by Thee? Ah! why was Ruin so attractive made, Or why fond Man so easily betrayed? - Eclogue the Second. Hassan; or the Camel-driver

Thou liar of the first magnitude.

I warrant you, if he danced till doomsday, he thought I was to pay the piper.

A soothsayer bids you beware the Ides of March." —Brutus to Julius Caesar, Act I, Julius Caesar, William Shakespeare, circa 1600

As the Italian proverb says, 'Translators are traitors.' At some level we all are traitors to the text, saying a little less than the Greek says (thus leaving some meaning behind) or a little more (when trying to clarify). Under- and over-translation. A good reason to learn Greek and Hebrew, and an even better reason to read more than one translation.

Mir Jafar was not up to the job, and that however many members of Siraj ud-Daula's regime he and Miran purged, there could be little legitimacy for this general who had had his own Nawab murdered and who now sat in what one Company observer called 'a throne warm with the blood of his Lord'.

She felt him more than life to her and knew him lost, and the frenzy, that makes a woman kill the man she loves, or fling vitriol to destroy the beauty she cannot have for all hers, possessed her lawless soul.

Hollywood is a place where a man can get stabbed in the back while climbing a ladder.

Most of us regard good luck as our right, and bad luck as a betrayal of that right.

The last time I saw my woman she had a wine glass in her hand. She was drinking down her troubles with a no good sorry man.

Ingratitude is a crime more despicable than revenge, which is only returning evil for evil, while ingratitude returns evil for good.

Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man's heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy.

He held up a book then. I'm going to read it to you for relax." Does it have any sports in it?" Fencing. Fighting. Torture. Poison. True Love. Hate. Revenge. Giants. Hunters. Bad men. Good men. Beautifulest Ladies. Snakes. Spiders... Pain. Death. Brave men. Cowardly men. Strongest men. Chases. Escapes. Lies. Truths. Passion. Miracles." Sounds okay," I said and I kind of closed my eyes.

Good night, Westley. Good work. Sleep well. I'll most likely kill you in the morning.

Good night, Westley. Good work. Sleep well. I'll most likely kill you in the morning.

the friend neither sang of grief, nor open his heart to me he muttled in his inquisition and wasted his life and his dreams

Look: if a bird were to rub its beak on a limb, you'd hear it—sure—and if a piece of water were to move an unaccustomed way, you'd feel it—that's right—and if a fox were to steal a hen, you'd see-you'd see it—even in the middle of the night; but, heaven help you, if a friend a friend—god—were to slit your throat with his—his love—hoh, you'd bleed a week to notice it.

Prospects: a prickly word, a sour betrayer. It was supposed to fill your thoughts with gold, or with clear air and great and lovely distances. Well, the metal came quickly enough to mind, but beards followed shortly, dirt and the deceptions of the desert, biscuits like powdered pumice, tin spoons, stinking mules, clattering cups, stinking water, deceiving air. ... Prospects. They made him think dirt. They made him think rags, snakes, picks, and the murder of companions.

Some persons make promises for the pleasure of breaking them.