Quotes About Betrayal

If someone hurt you, abandoned you, betrayed you…it says nothing about your meaningfulness but everything about their character.

My attitude toward men who mess around is simple: If you find 'em, kill 'em.

I used to think you took my breath away, but then I realised I was just suffocated by your bullshit. Rainbows always come after the darkest storm.

Wounds from a friend can be trusted, but an enemy multiplies kisses (Proverbs 27:6).

run run run Hermione. You have in your hands a message and a token...run and run and run and run Hermione. You know running and running and running that the messenger will take (lampadephoros) your message in its fervour and you will sink down exhausted...run,run, Hermione. For the message-bearer next in line has turned against you...dead, dead or forgotten. Hecate at crossroads, a destruction...

if he cares, he will flay; if he loves, he will slay you

Death is but a betrayal of eternity.

Some of his blood splattered into Munita's glass of wine. I didn't tell her. She was having red anyway.

If you never left anything or anyone there would be no room for the new. Naturally, to move on is an infidelity -- to others, to the past, to old notions of oneself. Perhaps every day should contain at least one essential infidelity or necessary betrayal. It would be an optimistic, hopeful act, guaranteeing belief in the future -- a declaration that things can be not only different but better.

Only in the worst moment will you know: Friend or Foe!

The climax of terror is reached when the police state begins to devour its own children, when yesterday's executioner becomes today's victim.

The air was thick with betrayal. No one could trust anyone else, and in that dismal atmosphere the men seemed to grow even duller, devolving into mechanical extensions of the machines they serviced.

And here …," I took out a hundred-mark note and laid it beside the other. "This is for you because I hate you and because you're ruining me. Take it, take it. I don't want anything from you, anything at all! Go away!

Betrayed and deceived. Deceived and defrauded. But at once I shrug my shoulders: that's right! Lower and lower. Deeper and deeper into it. Now there's no holding back!

better to have loved and lost" bullshit. Don't show me paradise and then burn it down.

Trust is like that. You can break it for a good reason. But it still remains broken.

The ugliest truth, in the end, was still better than the prettiest of lies.

There's always a price you pay when you lie. Once you introduce a lie into a relationship, even for the best of intentions, it is always there. Whenever you're with that person again, that lie is in the room too. It sits on your shoulder. Good lie or bad lie, it's in the room with you forever now. It's your constant companion.

They minute people fall in love they become liars.

In long experience I find that a man who trusts nobody is apt to be the kind of man nobody trusts.

EMMA: We're lovers. ROBERT: Ah, yes. I thought it might be something like that. Something along those lines. EMMA: When? ROBERT: What? EMMA: When did you think? ROBERT: Yesterday. Only yesterday. When I saw his handwriting on the letter. Before yesterday I was quite ignorant. EMMA: Ah. (pause) I'm sorry. ROBERT: Sorry? (silence) How long? EMMA: Some time. ROBERT: Yes, but how long exactly? EMMA: Five years. ROBERT: Five years?

JERRY: I was best man at your wedding. I saw you in white. I watched you glide by in white. EMMA: I wasn't in white. JERRY: You know what should have happened? EMMA: What? JERRY: I should have had you, in your white, before the wedding. I should have blackened you, in your white wedding dress, blackened you in your bridal dress, before ushering you into your wedding, as your best man.

The fierce pride I had in my being was hurt by the slow disintegration of his own.

You're getting two C-notes and a one-way ticket. Make sure you never come back this way." He jerked back on her finger. She screamed. "You broke it!" "Your friend don't want to hear from you again, no how, capiche?" She sobbed, dizzy, ready to pass out. "Now when I say no how, he don't want to hear from any lawyer, either. You capiche that?