Quotes About Betrayal

A good friend will always stab you in the front.

A man may betray Jesus Christ by speaking too many words, and he may betray him through keeping his mouth shut.

Men object to the surveillance of a wife, and most justly; but they seem to forget that it is nothing compared to the unscrupulous espionage of a courtesan.

Then he went straightway to the presence-chamber; and he spoke in the speech of men; and he told his lord of that frail wife's dishonor, and said, 'Arise I cast her off, and be strong as thou ever hast been.' But the king, mad with rage, would not hearken; he leaped down from his ivory throne, and drew bis dagger out from his girdle, and thrust it into the heart of Ilderiui. 'So serve I the foes of my angel!' he cried; and Ilderim fell at his feet. 'I forgive,' he said simply,—and died.

Alas! How difficult it is to prevent the countenance from betraying guilt!

Evidence not of imperial glory, but of complete cultural failure and betrayal by men who insisted on importing their environment with them, rather than adapting to a new one in which they found themselves struggling to survive.

Treacherousgenerals:look at my dead house,look at broken Spain.

El cadáver de Gustavo tenía treinta y siete heridas. Había en sus bolsillos sesenta y tres pesos, tres cartas de su esposa Carolina y un libro de apuntes cuya última frase era: «Todo está perdido. Los soldados no quieren pelear».

En México, las traiciones, como los cojones y los ovarios, vienen de a pares.

Son personajes de una comedia maligna, instalada en la traición, bordeando permanentemente el ridículo, abyectos y serviles, de esos que México produce cíclicamente con frecuencia.

Todo el mal que puede desplegarse en el mundo se esconde en un nido de traidores». FRANCESCO PETRARCA

Mi vida no valdrá nada si la gente de Félix Díaz se entera de que soy el autor de México bárbaro".

You kept this from me." "I didn't include you," he corrected. As if that made a difference.

rid of the Jews and turned them in to the Germans

Cold rage had him leaning closer, the pistol now a mere inch from his throat. "I served with them for a decade in Special Forces. You can't _begin_ to know what that means. Now they're dead and I want answers." "Try Ask.com

You were the best time I'd ever had—until you became the worst time I've ever had.

So easily she broke her word. The fire did not cower down nor the wind rise; her heart beat on quietly. Maybe it was more like a disease than an injury: the seed was sown but not yet sprouted. Perjury, shapeshifting: which was more mortal?

It's worse than treachery. He's using force. Is that worse than guile?

At dinner parties other women's husbands and boyfriends hold my gaze a bit longer than all but the most lecherous American men would dare. I never find out whether these approaches might lead to something more, but they don't have to. Flirting with someone else's partner isn't a betrayal of your spouse or a gateway to extramarital sex. It's a harmless way to have fun.

A Poem for a Trick Roses are red, Violets are blue Dumb ass nigguh I was never in love with U I peeped your game from the start That's why I never let you inside my heart couldn't let you tear it apart dumb bitch easy trick you made the mistake when you fell in love Then you had nerves to go around behind my back callin' me a trick While I went around your small dick Roses are red Violets are blue Dumb punk ass nigguh I used U

Hattie felt as if someone had reached inside her breast, grabbed her heart, and twisted it out of her body, only to discard it in the slop bucket.

She had vowed never to shed one more tear over a worthless man. But it went against all that she knew to imagine Eli as worthless. He had always been the one guy she could run to. The one guy she could believe in. The one guy who was living, breathing evidence that she was worthy of love and care. Obviously, he no longer loved or cared.

I really thought that maybe Eli was Mr. Right. I can't understand how he got to be so Mr. Wrong.

When we read, we are spying on someone else's imagination and inhabiting it; the authors and their characters are momentarily our friends, even if they betray us, or we them.