Quotes About Distrust

The multitude who require to be led, still hate their leaders.

On government & unions: the only thing worse than blind trust is blind mistrust.

'Ah John A. John A. how I love you! How I wish I could trust you!

In many ways, it was much, much harder to get the first book contract. The hardest thing probably overall has been learning not to trust people, publicists and so forth, implicitly.

Everybody you fight is not your enemy and everybody who helps you is not your friend.

Too emotionally invested. And yet compassion is what you most distrust, what you thrust away from you, preferring to project with everyone but Grace that you're cold, distant, even harsh, so that you can be clearheaded and objective...even if acting the part has made you a little cold, distant, and harsh.

And yet compassion is what you most distrust, what you thrust away from you, preferring to project with everyone but Grace that you're cold, distant, even harsh, so that you can be clearheaded and objective Ã¢â'¬Â¦ even if acting the part has made you a little cold, distant, and harsh.

But how is that different from any other godforsaken stretch of coast half off the grid?" There were still dozens of them all across the country. Places that were poison to real-estate agents, with little infrastructure and a long history of distrust of the government.

Your basic sense of people is that they are out to hurt you and secretly enjoy your suffering. It is the emotional tone of your relationships—the feeling that surrounds you when somebody gets close.

As we enter the third millennium, our human community is rent by war, increasing distrust, and the loss of a sense of our common nature and past. We seem to be more tempted than ever to define ourselves in opposition to the Other and more threatened than ever by a paradigm, or worldview, that separates rather than unites us.

evidence shows most workplaces filled with distrustful, disengaged, dissatisfied, despairing employees.

Stabbingtons

More than that, if we were going to continue to date, I wanted him close, so that I could keep my eye on him. I didn't trust him at all. I was still too young to know that there is no such thing as love without trust. There

The thing is, you can't ever really know how rotten someone will turn out to be.

People come out of the woods and pretend to be your friends. They offer you something—laces, a comb—and you take them. Stop it. Stop taking poison from fake friends. It'll kill you.

I'm safer with the Tailor and Pretty Will and every thief and cutthroat in the bend than I am with Miss Josephine Montfort of Gramecy Park.

I don't trust her, Becca said to herself. I don't even like her. She's difficult and rude… … and brave, a voice inside her countered.

Friends my ass.

The world is full of shitheads, Rhea. Don't listen to them—listen to me. And I know that Lou is one of those shitheads. But I listen.

I would never lie to you, Mica," she lied.

I bet you think things through, right? Accept candy from strangers and get into vans with a sign that reads free Kittens?

Casey doesn't trust him." "Casey doesn't trust anyone," I replied. "He's paranoid like that. I mean, come on, he's a werewolf who installed a nanny cam in his kids' room." I pointed my spoon at Ali for emphasis. "A nanny cam.

We're all liars sometimes.

Et tu, Henry?" Asher held a hand to his chest. Henry didn't bat an eye. He was clearly used to the dramatics.