Quotes About Betrayal

Maybe you're the one that gave me up to the Darians at Oden's Ford." "Right," she said, staring up at the ceiling. "And then I turned around and rescued you. You know women—changeable as a day in April. Sometimes we just can't make up our minds.

A sensible girl would not have been crying, grieving for the boy with the magic in his voice and the blues in his eyes, mourning the loss of something that was a lie-a lie-from beginning to end.

I . . . what do you mean? I don't know any Angelique." Catherine stared at him in surprise. "Why, Garren, of course you know Angelique, the clerk in my shop in Whitehall?" Garren planted both hands on the table and pushed to his feet. "Let's go. This is a waste of time." "It says . . ." The seer frowned, as if trying to make out a hazy script. "It says, 'I'm not going to sleep with you anymore, you faithless bastard.

Adrian. Adrian was alive, and he was at Oden's Ford. And no one had told her these four long years, because they thought she would do something stupid.

Raisa's breath caught. "They clubbed you?" "Well." He looked sideways at her. "If you were any good, they'd miss.

Han knew from experience that there was nobody more furious than a cheat cheated.

Can you see why I can't stand a lie? People have been lying to me all my life. Even the person I loved the most in the world." Sometimes people lie for good reasons," Jonah said. "To keep you safe, or to avoid breaking your heart, or to make it possible for you to go on living.

Bastards have pissed me off," Reed snarled, out of breath, as he backed into the open armory door. "They hit me in the face." Lang grabbed Reed's jaw, turned his face toward him. "It's just a scratch." It's just my fucking face ," Reed sputtered. "It needs to look good on a book jacket when I write my memoirs someday.

Go away. I told you, I'm not interested." She looked from his lap to his face. "Your nose is growing too.

Every guy seems nice until he's not.

Even now I can't trust life. It did too many awful things to me as a kid.

America is false to the past, false to the present, and solemnly binds herself to be false to the future.

porque la verdad que se nos niega duele hasta el último día.

Como su hija, que ni me conocía, su hija que no se atrevió a ser madre pero dispuso de mi cuerpo como si fuera de ella, así como hoy usted, que no vino a saldar una deuda sino a cometer el mismo delito, veinte años después. La mira y repite, usted vino a usar mi cuerpo.

La verdad que se nos niega duele hasta el último día

get him." He stopped for a

Lies corrode like rust.

You can never trust a spy. Even your own.

Being hurt is only superficial. Being fooled is more excruciating.

There is no salvation in betrayal, only punishment and remorse.

A man kills the thing he loves, and he must die a little himself.

She had opened a door... and now she was walking with demons. And at the end of her travels, she would have her revenge... Pain had made a sadist of her.

the young daughter of Sejanus is taken away to be killed. "What have I done?" Tacitus has her say. "Where are you taking me? I won't do it again.

Accusing your own mother of adultery to save your skin is creativity of a kind so special it can almost be called a talent.