Quotes About Betrayal

Ah, weddings can be very emotional sometimes, can't they? Yes, especially when it's the wedding of the love of your life to somebody else.

And suddenly I started to cry. Serious sobs, the kind where your stomach hurts and you can't breathe and there's snot running down your face. I was crying so hard I couldn't even mute the sounds I was making, and Luke put his hand on my back and I thought about how everyone would think that I was crying because of Stacy's fucking speech and I wanted to kill someone. I wanted to kill someone and I wanted to die and I wanted to run as far and as fast as I could.

Tell me i'm not losing more of you to him every fucking day. -Seth

If you fail me, I'll kill you. I swear it, Keenan. If you fail me, I'll rip your heart out with my own hands." "If I fail you, I'll cut it out for you.

Faeries are equally loyal and deceitful.

The girl's kind, good. . . . Totally too good for you." "So were you." He kissed her cheek, singed it with his lips. "You still are." "Bastard." She shoved him, ignoring the burning in her palm from touching him. He put a hand on his shoulder, metling the ice that formed where she'd pushed too hard. It crackled under his touch. "Only because Beira murdered my father.

Then she was alone- with only a wolf for companionship- waiting to tell the next girl what a folly it was to love him, to trust him.

He might be out of her skin, but she'd left him as something other than what he'd been before- not moral, but not strong enough to deserve the title of Dark King.

For this mortal I would disobey my queen, abandon my king, the court that has protected me all these years. All of it.

My fealty to the Summer Court is rescinded. You are my King no more.

He pulled something out of his pocket and tried to stick it in her arm. A needle. He'd offered her hope, but then he was trying to hurt her. Poison. She pushed him away. "That wasn't nice.

Do you like it?" Bananach whispered. "How they want to eat you alive? You took away the last king's mortal. You make the new king mourn for both his mortals.

She'd been a silly girl who'd dreamed of love, and a stupid girl who'd declared love a fraud; but she'd never imagined that when she found it,it would be richer, more powerful than dreams, and the impossibility of keeping it more painful than the worst betrayal.

Cordelia has never trusted Peach, ever

All humans at some time experience injustice, assault, disqualification, invasion and betrayal. No person is completely shielded. We need not trace our family trees very far back or study for long what life was like for our forbears to uncover humanity's abusiveness. The inherited scars of our multigenerational families exist in our family systems as we know them today. The abuse of the past often exists as the shame of today, and the shame is perpetuated through our patterns of interaction.

Being a coward consisting in abandoning his wife and children, for a woman of destructive adventure.

Her life is a wrecked boat torn apart for kindling and set ablaze to send a message to the sky from a deserted beach. From a distance the words spell SAVE ME. The closer the sign the clearer the statement. Turns out it says FUCK YOU.

I want to say my apartment is no paradise for bachelorettes and would be more accurately described by terms like 'pain clinic', 'wound-care center', or 'half way house' for the chronically triggered, the emotionally dysregulated, the bright but broken-hearted, and a few repeat offenders of adulterous behavior.

one of worst enemies can be the same person you trust the most. for they know everything you don't want anyone else to know.

A guerra é uma cobra que usa os nossos próprios dentes para nos morder.

When I ask my mother if I can tape-record her for a memoir, she says, If I'm going to be betrayed it might as well be by my own daughter.

in March 1314, Jacques de Molay, the grand master, and Geoffroi de Charnay, preceptor of Normandy, were roasted to death over a slow fire.

Except for carrying a sign that read I AM A SPY, Mordechai Vanunu seemed to have done all he could to expose his secret life.

Fundamentalism is disastrously destructive because it is an inhibition of the very human impulse to understand, a closure of the process of education, a betrayal of the capacity that human beings have to think and act together. It is wrong because it tries to stop not just thought, but the society which makes thought possible.