Quotes About Treachery

They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent.

at Rome before midday by Marcus Brutus, Gaius Cassius Longinus, and others.

but to bear in mind what Caesar, who had eliminated all his enemies, suffered at the hands of his closest friends.

Men pressed around Caesar in a tight scrum as each tried to stab him;

the two men agreed on a plan that employed speed and surprise to turn the tables on Antony and trap him.

So the issue came down to whether plotting to commit treason could be equated with the act of treason itself. Cato was in no doubt that this was so, but he was arguing in the heat of the moment. In the final analysis, he and the other Senators were behaving not as legal experts but as politicians forced to come to a quick decision in an emergency. Nobody at the time challenged their right to do so.

I want to know when we arrive in international waters because that is when I intend to shoot you and dump you over the side." The Salesman smiled.

Without a twich of exertion, Redd sealed his lips with glue. Who wants to kill him? The Cat raised a paw. Siren and Alistare raised their hands. Mmmmmm mmm mmm, protested Jack.

I never could bring myself to trust a traitor," the Baron said. "Not even a traitor I created.

There is no measuring Muad'Dib's motives by ordinary standards. In the moment of his triumph, he saw the death prepared for him, yet he accepted the treachery. Can you say he did this out of a sense of justice? Whose justice, then? Remember, we speak now of the Muad'Dib who ordered battle drums made from his enemies' skins, the Muad'Dib who denied the conventions of his ducal past with a wave of the hand, saying merely: 'I am the Kwisatz Haderach. That is reason enough.

Where Thufir Hawat goes, death and deceit follow.

He was warrior and mystic, ogre and saint, the fox and the innocent, chivalrous, ruthless, less than a god, more than a man. There is no measuring Muad'Dib's motives by ordinary standards. In the moment of his triumph, he saw the death prepared for him, yet he accepted the treachery.

De Palma's great theme, obsessively reiterated, is betrayal.

It was obviously a typical human enterprise, very much of this earth, with nothing true or sincere about it, and doomed irremediably to the usual exploitations and treachery...

I don't know, but it is a me that is absolutely trusting, naif, child-like, and that me accepts all the stories, all the lies, all the treachery.

You are really strong. I like even your deceit, your treachery. It seems aristocratic to me.

Exactly. Once you've disposed of your cargo, sail to Dartmouth in their ship. Then sink it, reboard the Fortune, which will be in the cove we agreed on, and await my arrival." So saying, Armon held up the black gem, pivoting it slowly in order to admire all its facets. "I've waited a long time for this day. And no one and nothing is going to stand in my way." "Good morning." That deep baritone penetrated Courtney's haze, and she blinked, taking

But understand this, that in the last days there will come times of stress. 2For men will be lovers of self, lovers of money, proud, arrogant, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, 3inhuman, implacable, slanderers, profligates, fierce, haters of good, 4treacherous, reckless, swollen with conceit, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, 5holding the form of religion but denying the power of it. Avoid such people. 6For among them

Death to all betrayers!

Naturally, nobody mentioned his infidelities, his treachery, his tendency toward domination and humiliation, his utterly mercenary approach to most art, his yelling, his firing people on a whim, his inability to or lack of desire to recognize the inner lives of others, his avarice, his all-around tendency to make

Betrayers to any traitor remain under the disguise of his/her close friends and supporters only.

Will there be traitors, Father?" "There are always traitors. Trust nobody.

By this time I was thoroughly terrified, not so much fearing death as the treachery of my own kind.

At school, he enacted a major piece of treachery against his parents. His right hand was Evil Dad, and his left was Righteous Mom. Evil Dad blustered and theorized and dished out pompous bullshit. Righteous Mom complained and accused. In Righteous Mom's cosmology, Evil Dad was the sole source of hemmoroids, kleptomania, global conflict, bad breath, tectonic-plate fault lines, and clogged drains, as well as every migraine headache and menstrual cramp Righteous Mom had ever suffered.