Quotes About Betrayal

Those have most power to hurt us, that we love

Love means exposing yourself to the pain of being hurt, deeply hurt by someone you trust.

God save me from my friends - I can protect myself from my enemies.

A friend should bear a friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.

If I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country.

Friends may come and go, but enemies accumulate.

Not much more can happen to you after you lose your reputation and your wife

If you marry a man who cheats on his wife, you'll be married to a man who cheats on his wife.

In business partnerships and marriage partnerships, O' the cheating that goes on

A woman who has made fun of her husband can love him no more

Everytime you speak about how much you like someone else, it kills me inside.

To every girl who gossiped about me in corners of parties, to those who were my slap in the face, to the close minded or misunderstanding, to those boys that broke my heart, and to those friends who turned out to be back stabbers. You all challenged me to become the person I wanted to be. I am stronger because of all the stupid things you put me through. No matter how much you have done to me, you have unknowingly done so much more for me. So, thanks

The petulant Cassie began to rear her head more fiercely. She wanted to hurt Red because she was hurting, and it didn't seem fair that she had to hurt alone. She wanted to scream at him and loathe all men through him, because he could never have a child, but he could make a child grow inside a woman and then leave her to die alone.

If one can't be trusted in love, one can't be trusted in anything. Some things can't be forgiven.

Sometimes the enemy is just one person who will bring down a kingdom.

It's not an easy thing to tell the girl that you love more than life itself that you're going to marry someone else.

You are Rahtan, Kazi. You have a promise to keep, and you will betray him eventually.

Betrayal tends to familiarize one with weapons.

I woke up on the floor of Lia's wagon and thought she had finally planted an ax in my skull.

Some betrayals ran too deep to ever forgive.

Deceit knew no boundaries.

Now he was the one who was incredulous. He drew his knife from its sheath, but he was too weak to step forward, and it spilled from his hand. His sword remained useless at his side. He looked back at me in disbelief and slid to the ground, his face twisted in pain. I walked closer and stood over him, kicking his knife away. "You were wrong, Komizar. It's much easier to kill a man than a horse.

For Walther. For Greta. For all the dreams that were gone. The stealer of dreams would steal no more, even if it meant killing the Komizar myself. My own mother may have betrayed me by suppressing my gift, but she was right about one thing. I am a soldier in my father's army. I glanced up at Kaden riding beside me. Maybe now it was I who would become the assassin.

The sun was high, midday, and I knew we had to be getting close to the point where Kaden and I would leave the caravan. Whatever landscape we passed, I saw none of it. My insides were raw—shredded from one end to the other by someone who I had thought loved me. Yes, it was the longest twelve miles of my life. Orrin,