Quotes About Betrayal

Poets, philosophers and seers have always concerned themselves with the idea of a true self, and the betrayal of the self has been a typical example of the unacceptable.

Caro bambino, mi viene da scrivere. Ma forse no, caro giovanotto. Sei morto così giovane. [...] Sinceramente preferisco pensarti bambino, prima del tradimento, dell'odio e dell'assassinio. Preferisco pensarti taciturno e gentile, in quella capanna riscaldata dal fiato della mucca e dell'asino, per niente disturbato dalla povertà del tuo giaciglio di paglia, fra ranocchini che saltano, il rumore della pioggia sul tetto abbozzato alla meglio da tuo padre e le gonne sudice di tua madre.

I was constantly frustrated by the tension between those who walked away from collapsing institutions and those who remained to try to mitigate the damage. For myself, I felt that the country had betrayed Dr. Ford and her testimony, and there was a connection between the paternalism that led us to pity her, and yet step over her, and the paternalism of a legal system that would increasingly treat all women the same way.

The chief internal enemies of any state are those public officials who betray the trust imposed upon them by the people.

He could almost hear the wail of pain that went up from his heart. It was a sharp terrible personal pain the kind of pain that comes only when someone to whom you have never done any harm turns on you and says goodbye goodbye forever without any reason for doing it. Without any reason at all.

When armies begin to move and flags wave and slogans pop up watch out little guy because it's somebody else's chestnuts in the fire not yours. It's words you're fighting for and you're not making an honest deal your life for something better. You're being noble and after you're killed the thing you traded your life for won't do you any good and chances are it won't do anybody else any good either.

The worst criminals on earth are those who toy with love.

He finally staggers up to the last resting place of the late Slats Slavin and falls there with the blood pumping from the hole that Johnny Brannigan drills in his chest and as I notice his lips moving I hasten to his side figuring that he may be about to utter the name of the horse Slats gives him for me.

Enemy?' Horus laughed. 'When did they become the enemy? They are men like us.' He glared up at the night sky, threw back his head and screamed a curse at the stars. Then his voice fell to a whisper. Loken was close enough to hear his words. 'Why have you tasked me with this, father? Why have you forsaken me? Why? It is too hard. It is too much. Why did you leave me to do this on my own?

I have used up my days believing I serve the Throne above all, but this is the filth I am dragged into.' 'Me too,' I said. 'That's something I might have said of my own life. Nothing wears an honest face. Those we admire disappoint us, or betray us. What truth may be found is uglier and more cruel than our worst expectations.

I was there, the day that Horus killed the Emperor

This was the move that was supposed to sweep me away. She seemed a little out of practice. I guess life with Charley Royce hadn't exactly been the third reel of The English Patient. It had to be bad if Mickey Dolan was your back-up. Not to put Mickey down but he didn't strike me as the lover-boy type. Especially when he took out his teeth. The last time Mickey thought about pleasing anybody but himself was just before he discovered how to sniff glue.

Veeva squirmed up and down the length of me, vibrating like a coin operated motel bed. When she stopped kissing my mouth, I said, "It sounds so great, Veeva. Just you and me with our brand new plastic surgery noses, running for our lives, hating each other's guts... Both of us getting to look more and more like Michael Jackson every day.

In those moments of unnaming when we have lost ourselves, we must remember to return to our past redemptions to find God's mark of glory on our abandonment, betrayal, and shame. We wrongly believe that we will be happy if we can escape the past. But without our past we are hollow and plastic beings who have only common names and conventional stories. When we enter into our story at the point we lost our name, we are most likely to hear the whisper of our new name.

It's a polygamous culture, and Ouimet treated several men who had been anointed with boiling water by their jealous wives.

Principal Klutz seemed nice, but a lot of people seem nice when you first meet them. Then later you find out that they are evil villains who plan to take over the world.

Relationships are monuments build on lies

Pinched silence. Then, "You were the one making eyes at him, always putting yourself in his path.

The walls were coming down around me, but still, I couldn't imagine telling the truth. Not now. It was too late. How can I tell Mom and Dad what we'd done? It would ruin everything. It would ruin their image of me; it would ruin every thought they'd ever had about who I was. It would be another death.Another loss. Another miscarriage.

We need more bodies, 'cause it's not looking enough like the last scene in Hamlet already. --Chopper Jim Chopin

When you betrayed someone, you didn't just betray them, you betrayed your families, your community, an entire way of life.

Gray, desperate, raked a hand through his hair. "Very well then, belay that. You want the truth, I'll ram it down your pretty throat! Yes, I jumped ship, and if the navy finds me here, my life is ruined.

Yes, and Satan was able to charm Eve before he brought about man's downfall, too." "Satan was once an angel of God." "I am no angel.

What about your reputation, then? Are you saying that yours is false, too?" "On the contrary." He looked up and gave her his wicked, charming grin. "I'm every bit the blackhearted rake you've heard that I am. I eat ladies' hearts for supper and spit them out in the morning. More cornbread, my dear?