Quotes About Betrayal

He had found her agitated and low. Frank Churchill was a villain. He heard her declare that she had never loved him. Frank Churchill's character was not desperate. She was his own Emma, by hand and word, when they returned into the house; and if he could have thought of Frank Churchill then, he might have deemed him a very good sort of fellow.

only Miss Mainwaring; who, coming to town, and putting herself to an expense in clothes which impoverished her for two years, on purpose to secure him, was defrauded of her due by a woman ten years older than herself.

So much for Isabella," she cried, "and for all our intimacy! She must think me an idiot, or she could not have written so; but perhaps this has served to make her character better known to me than mine is to her. I see what she has been about. She is a vain

He had not forgiven Anne Elliot. She had used him ill, deserted and disappointed him; and worse, she had shewn a feebleness of character in doing so, which his own decided, confident temper could not endure. She had given him up to oblige others. It had been the effect of over-persuasion. It

She had used him ill, deserted and disappointed him; and worse, she had shewn a feebleness of character in doing so, which his own decided, confident temper could not endure. She had given him up to oblige others. It had been the effect of over-persuasion. It had been weakness and timidity.

Pray do, my dear Miss Lucas," she added in a melancholy tone, "for nobody is on my side, nobody takes part with me. I am cruelly used, nobody feels for my poor nerves.

Good God! Willloughby, what is the meaning of this? -Marianne Dashwood

His coming into the country at all is a most insolent thing, indeed, and I wonder how he could presume to do it. I pity you, Miss Eliza, for this discovery of your favourite's guilt; but really, considering his descent, one could not expect much better.

No! Sally said. I didn't want you here in the first place. Why are you here? What do you want from me? Do you want to take my stuff? She snatched the tiara from her head and cradled it against her chest. Is that it? You think you can come here and help yourself to my pre- cious jewels? Get out of here! I can't stand you, Grace. 1 never could. Always whining, whining, whining. Why are you here? What do you want from me? You always

Whenever our friends get involved with married men we hear about what they say and it's always the same and we always tell our friends that he's never going to leave her, but the minute it happens to us, the minute we meet a married man and he says he loves his wife but he's not in love with her, we believe him.

Daddy thinks history starts fresh every day, every minute, that time itself begins with the feelings he's having right now. That's how he keeps betraying us, why he roars at us with such conviction. We have to stand up to that, and say, at least to ourselves, that what he's done before is still with us, still right here in this room until there's true remorse.

Are you afraid of me? Uh... yes.' The smile stayed fixed in place. 'You should be. You locked me in a refrigerator truck with three dead people. Sooner or later I'm going to get you for it.

THERE ARE SOME MEN who enter a woman's life and screw it up forever. Joseph Morelli did this to me—not forever, but periodically.

I don't believe this, Morelli yelled. I don't fucking believe this. What do you do, sit in bed at night and think about ways to fuck up my life?

There are some men who enter a woman's life and screw it up forever.

You take advantage. He don't stay at birthday party like good boy. He come to you for nicky nacky. You slut. I fix you so he see. I give you vordo." She waved her hand at me, she slapped her ass, and she wheeled around and left the coffee shop.

I carted the basket into my bedroom, set it on the floor, and my cell phone rang. 'Bitch,' Joyce Barnhardt said when I answered. 'Do you have a problem?' 'You poisoned me.' 'I don't know what you're talking about.' 'Don't play dumb. You knew exactly what you were doing when you forced that pork on me.' 'Gee, I'd really like to talk to you, Joyce, but I have to go do something.' 'I'll get you for this. As soon as I can leave the bathroom.

You would let nine million dollars sit under this concrete?' 'Yeah.' He toed the concrete. 'I like my floor. The guys did a good job on it. It's nice and smooth.' 'If we got married and you died, I'd have this floor up before your body got cold.' 'As long as you don't slit my throat while I'm sleeping.' He looked down at me. 'You wouldn't, would you?' 'Not for money.

Pbbtlt. It smells like ham, Glo said. It must be Hatchet Hatchet moved out of the shadows. My intent was to capture and torture for information, but you have made my job easy. I now know the clue and can give this information to my master. He's not going to believe you, Glo said. You fart. Hatchet stood tall with one hand on his sword. Everyone doth fart. Not like you, Glo said. You're a ham farter. Hatchet pressed his lips together. Tis a manly fart.

Some men enter a woman's life and screw it up forever.

We invited that nice young man, Dave Brewer, who swindled all those people out of their houses," Grandma said, pulling a meatloaf out of the oven.

You have a lot of nerve pulling the gratitude card on me after all I've done for you." "You got me drunk, kidnapped, and almost blown up!" "And you want more?

He reminded me of someone who put your fingers in the door and smiled and talked to you while he smashed them.

These people picked you up and played with you and then left you lying in the rain