Quotes About Distrust

He knew he was sounding a little Holden Caulfield-esque calling everyone a phony, but he really did think everyone was a phony.

We were friends, somehow. But in the end, somehow, he intended to be a mortal enemy. All the while that he was making the gestures of a close and precious friend he was fattening my soul in a coop till it was ready for killing

Cynicism was bread and meat to everyone. And irony, too. Maybe it couldn't be helped. It was probably even necessary.

This was about the time that my opinion of experts, and authority figures in general, began a steady descent that continues to this day.

People only worry about the uncanny for about a week; that's the end of their attention span. After that, suspicions turn into shtick.

I feel like sometimes my best friend is not my best friend but my mortal enemy

It was Papa," Marian interrupted quietly, glancing up at her aunt. "He looked directly at me,not a foot away from me.It was Papa." Kathleen sighed. "Well,I can't say I'm delighted to hear it.The best thing Mortimer ever did for you gals was to die. So he couldn't even do that right?

The FBI and the CIA hate each other, and they both hate the telephone company. The telephone company, in turn, seems to hate everybody.

To believe all men honest is folly. To believe none is something worse.

I believe everything out of the common. The only thing to distrust is the normal.

misanthropy.

The fear he speaks of is that which renders us more cautious, not that which produces despondency, the fear which is felt when the mind confounded in itself resumes its equanimity in God, downcast in itself, takes courage in God, distrusting itself, breathes confidence in God.

Good will attract good to itself, and those involved will unite toward a common goal. Evil, in turn, draws evil men, but they will never truly act as one. They will always be distrustful, always jealous. Ultimately, they seek power for themselves alone, and for that reason they will always fall apart at the end.

All cynics were once romantics. Most of them still are.

He didn't trust people, especially children, who displayed signs of individuality.

Billy grinned. 'Seems to me that you might be up to no good here. Are you a bad man?' Quayle smiled back, and the lights of the bar gleamed like dying stars in the void of his eyes. 'Trust me when I say that you have no conception.' Billy's smile faded.

Earle had friendly written all over him the way that a plague rat had "Hug Me" emblazoned on its fur.

You don't have much faith in people, do you?' asked David. 'I don't have much faith in anything,' Roland replied. 'Not even in myself.

tacenda Now what? She advanced the paper, and wrote: they mean no good to us She thought about this for a moment, and then directly under it, she added: they mean us no harm either.

There are some good people. But a good chunk of them will lie for no reason at all - it'll be ten o'clock and they'll tell you it's nine. You're looking at the clock and you can't even fathom why they're lying. They just lie because that's what they do.

Suspicion is creative in its nature. It can bring out and develop the very evils it conceives.

So many Americans felt that their neighbor had no right to know more than they did.

Life, for Colin, was one long brace against pain and disappointment, and everybody apart from his wife was an enemy until proven otherwise.

Screw us once, shame on them; screw us twice, shame on us.