Quotes About Distrust

There's lots of people will help you with alcohol business, but there's no one out there arranging little meetings where you can stand up and say, 'My name is Sam Vimes and I'm a really suspicious bastard.

Anyway, why would you trust anything written down? She certainly didn't trust Mothers of Borogravia! and that was from the government. And if you couldn't trust the government, who could you trust? Very nearly everyone, come to think of it...

I dinna trust him, said Slightly Mad Angus. He reads books an' such.

And if you couldn't trust the government, who could you trust? Very nearly everyone, come to think of it...

Don't trust the cannibal just 'cos he's usin' a knife and fork!

Joshua, cynicism is the only reasonable response to the antics of humanity.

I like the idea of democracy. You have to have someone everyone distrusts, said Brutha. That way, everyone's happy.

The horsemen came closer. Vimes was not good at horsemen. Something in him resented being addressed by anyone eight feet above the ground. He didn't like the sensation of being looked at by nostrils.

Lord Vetinari lifted an eyebrow with the care of one who, having found a piece of caterpillar in his salad, raises the rest of the lettuce.

As for Mr. Pin and Mr. Tulip, all that need be known about them at this point is that they are the kind of people who call you "friend." People like that aren't friendly.

I dinna trust that Q, that's a letter than has it in for a man. That's a letter with a sting, that one!

I always said you couldn't trust those people from Purchasing," said the Deputy Financial Manager. "The bastards.

So computers are tools of the devil? thought Newt. He had no problem believing it. Computers had to be the tools of somebody, and all he knew for certain was that it definitely wasn't him.

Beware of the charismatic wolf in sheep's clothing. There is evil in the world. You can be tricked.

I'm a dinosaur, he thought, lumbering through a world where truthtellers are despised.

Could anyone truly trust a cat?

What did you lie to me

Crawling out of the flophouse I saw the mayor stealing my junk I doth protest, citizen's arrest Now my body's in his trunk Where's the shadow government when you need it? Where's the shadow government? It's a bad, bad world!

I hate journalists. I don't trust them.

Why should I give you an interview? All you journalists are plagiarists.

For me, when I was growing up I was told the police weren't on our side. From being stereotyped because we drive nice cars to being judged for the clothing we wear, I was told I would never be given the benefit of the doubt.

There was just something about me she did not like.

I'm not so keen on letting my car drive itself.

We're a nation of liars. But I mean that in the kindest sense.