Quotes About Distrust

Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it, For jealousy dislikes the world to know it.

As soon seek roses in December, ice in June, Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff Believe a woman or an epitaph Or any other thing that's false Before you trust in critics.

We are all selfish and I no more trust myself than others with a good motive.

The more I see of men, the less I like of them; if I could but say so of women too, all would be well.

Because we all lie. Every one of us, and whoever claims they don't is the biggest liar of all.

Sometimes those closest are the most blind to the Monster who lives among them.

suppose he didn't tell you either about his affair with Mia, and those men he slept with in a threesome." "What?" The woman smiles. "And, Jon, I'm betting Daisy has not told you about the 'insurance' she keeps?

Because you're an asshole! Because you can't think beyond your dick. You are a weak, vulnerable target. You and your fragile male ego. I—" She swipes tears from her face. "I knew you were lying. Deep down, I knew.

Some micro-level vibe. And it's telling Daisy this is not the first time her husband and this blonde have met. There's a much deeper current here.

She doesn't trust Tom. He lied to her. He's been lying to her for their entire married life.

Her eyes widened. "You undid my frock!" "No, I didn't," he said. "Who else do you think could have done it?" she said, backing away into the shadows again. "It was fastened when I came in here. Do you think one of the horses did it?

Men, if you've ever been given a fake phone number, it means you scare women. Basically, it says, "I'd reject you to your face, but I'm afraid that my head would wind up in the garbage and my body in the bay. So here's a phony phone number. Hopefully, you won't figure that out until I've made my escape."

You trust him, Trace, and you know it." "With my back," Trace snapped. "Not with my sister.

You could just trust that I'm a good guy." Nope. Been there, done that, still had the scorch marks on her heart, thank you very much.

sight of him and narrowed her eyes. "You.

God save me from idealists.

Murphy nodded, frowning at the road ahead of her. The reason treachery is so reveiled, she said in a careful tone of voice, is because it usually comes from someone you didn't think could possibly do such a thing.

This whole thing, I said is going to come down to guessing who isn't what they look like. Who is? Karrin asked, her hands moving surely over the weapon. Ever.

Bob," I asked. "What is all my stuff doing here?" "Oh," Bob said. "That. Well. Bianca got the idea, somewhere, that your stuff might explode if anyone messed around with it." I heard the wryness in my voice, though I didn't feel it. "She did, did she." "I can't imagine how." "I'm doubling your pay.

I don't trust electronics. Anything manufactured after the forties is suspect—and doesn't seem to have much liking for me. You name it: cars, radios, telephones, TVs, VCRs—none of them seem to behave well for me.

Paranoid? Probably. But just because you

when I asked myself who I could trust, I came up with a damned short list. You're it.

The fastest way for us to help make him into a monster is to look at him like he is one.

My father does not like you. I suspect he wishes to kill you." "I get that a lot.