Quotes About Betrayal

Language is a traitor, a double agent who sleeps across borders without warning in the dead of night. It is a heavy snowfall in a foreign country, which hides the shapes and contours of reality beneath a cloak of nebulous whiteness. It is a crippled dog, never quite able to perform the tricks we ask of it. It is a ginger biscuit, dunked for too long in the tea of our expectations, crumbling and dissolving into nothingness. It is a lost continent.

It was too late the day you met Kathy. It'd be you and Kathy – not you and me – if I let you live.

Believe me,' [...] 'I would know about it. That's the difference between me and your girlfriend. I am the jealous type. I am the Spanish Inquisition when it comes to being fucked around on. No quarter will be given.

Sometimes I think my life is nothing but one long process of bodily betrayal.

She'd barely registered as a person at all. She'd been little more than an inconvenient object at the breakfast table, an annoying vase in the way of his sugar bowl, not even worth telling a decent lie to. Soon enough, when she'd lost her fat, she would have more ways to make him pay. For now, the sweetest punishment would be to say nothing, let him think she knew nothing, let him damn himself by telling further lies.

But she, in a sense, had betrayed him first. If she hadn't been so supportive of his failings, he might have made peace long ago.

Ma ora si rendeva conto che quello, come tradimento, era così piccolo che faceva ridere. Così piccolo che faceva piangere.

It was better to be angry than to be hurt; maybe even better than being loved and held by him, because maybe anger was what she'd been feeling toward him all along, anger disguised as wanting.

Everyone's body betrayed them in different ways, it was all forgiven and never discussed.

I can forgive you for leaving, but not for coming back.

Because sometimes people who seem good end up being not as good as you might have hoped.

She was with me. She did all of those things and so many more, things I would never tell anyone, and she never even loved me. Now that's love.

I'm not mad at you, she said. Not even a little? No. Do you still love me? It didn't seem like the perfect time to mention that I had already made copies of the key for the deliverer from Pizza Hut, and the UPS person, and, also the nice guys from Greenpeace, so they could leave me articles on manatees and other animals that are going extinct when Stan is getting coffee. I've never loved you more.

Herschel was a Jew. And he was my best friend. He was his best friend. And I murdered him.

In another place, their sons were killed between the barbs of their own guard wire, killed with misfired bombs while squirming in the mire like animals, killed with friendly fire, killed sometimes without knowing that they were about to die - a bullet through the head while joking with a comrade, laughing

One of the greatest opportunities to live our values —or betray them —lies in the food we put on our plates.

Sofiowka was found the next morning, swinging by the neck from the wooden bridge. His severed hands were hanging from strings tied to his feet, and across his chest was written, in Brod's red lipstick, ANIMAL

Here I did three fucking combat tours serving my country and I feel like a fucking fugitive.

Homer uses the word menis for Achilles only in connection with the wrong done to him by Agamemnon, and never in connection with his berserk rage at Hektor for killing his friend Patroklos. I prefer indignant rage as a translation of menis , because I can hear the word dignity hidden in the world indignant . It is the kind of rage arising from social betrayal that impairs a person's dignity through violation of what's right.

When the world has once begun to use us ill, it afterwards continues the same treatment with less scruple or ceremony, as men do to a whore.

is a very kingly, honourable, and frequent practice, when one prince desires the assistance of another, to secure him against an invasion, that the assistant, when he has driven out the invader, should seize on the dominions himself, and kill, imprison, or banish, the prince he came to relieve. 

descubrí cómo escritores prostituidos han extraviado al mundo hasta hacerle atribuir las mayores hazañas de la guerra a los cobardes, los más sabios consejos a los necios, sinceridad a los aduladores, virtud romana a los traidores a su país, piedad a los ateos, veracidad a los espías;

I met a woman She had a mouth like yours She knew your life She knew your devils and your deeds And she said Go to him, stay with him if you can But be prepared to bleed

Por lo demás, éramos sólo dos buenos amigos que se abrieron sus vidas para mostrarse cómo eran, dos amigos que, y apenas hoy me doy cuenta, no podían vivir el uno sin el otro, y que de tanto estar juntos se volvieron imprescindibles, y que de tanto quererse como amigos, uno de ellos quiso más de la cuenta, más de lo que una amistad permite, porque para que una amistad perdure todo se admite, menos que alguno la traicione metiéndole amor