Quotes About Loyalty

And Meredith and Bonnie, who's going to bend some spoons for us next. I'm going to throw you down a rope… that is, unless Bonnie can levitate you out.

You know why I don't leave," he said again to Damon, who wouldn't look at him. "You can pretend you don't care. You can fool the whole world. But I know differently." It would have been kindest at this point to leave Damon alone, but Stefan wasn't in a kind mood. "You know that girl you picked up, Rachael?" he added. "The hair was all right, but her eyes were the wrong color. Elena's eyes were blue.

I don't trust easily, so when I tell you I trust you, don't make me regret it.

There's nothing to read into. I'm just here to collect my beloved Damon and Stefan is just helping me.

She was still looking down and she saw tears spill from her eyes and fall toward Damon's outstretched arms. Elena didn't know why she was crying, but part of it was sorrow for her ever having doubted him. Because Damon wasn't just on her side. Unless she was wrong, he was willing to die for her - was courting death for her.

You can't tell me? You disappear one day without any kind of warning, without any kind of note...you leave the gang and me and just competely vanish and nobody know where to find you, not even your uncle...and now you appear again and now you can't tell me where you were?" He was working himself into one of his Extremely Excited States, Jez realised.

Look, I'll fight, too. What do you think it is? Bear, coyote...?" "My brother." "Your..." Dismay pooled in Mark. She'd just stepped over the line of acceptable craziness. "Oh.

I'm sorry Elena. I know that you want to help, but put yourself in her shoes, everything that happened tonight was to save you and that's OK because she loves you so much. But somehow she's always the one who gets hurt.

Stefan was the one who ... the one she loved. But he'd never understood that love was not singular. He'd never understood that she could be in love with Damon and that it would never change an atom's worth of her love for him. Or that his lack of understanding had been so wrenching and painful that she had felt torn in two different people at times.

I wasn't afraid to die. But, as odd as it was after our years of fighting, I was afraid to live in a world without Damon. My brother was callous, rude, and destructive. And yet he had saved me on more than one occasion during our time in London. He was the one on whom I could count when no one else could be trusted. He was all I had.

CASSIE: Please stay, bound or not, you are my sister. You are the only family I have left. DIANA: No matter where I go, that is never gonna change. But I have got to get our of here. I've lost everything. I don't even know who I am any more.

I, Cassie, swear not to betray my trust..." she whispered, and watched her own blood trickle off the side of her hand. "Not by word, or look, or deed, waking or sleeping, by speech or by silence..." She repeated it in a whisper. "... in this land or any other. If I do, may fire burn me, air smother me, earth swallow me, and water cover my grave.

Friends are people to worry about, they're baggage.

True friends are always together in spirit.

A faithless woman, if known to be such by the person concerned, is but faithless ; if she is believed faithful, she is treacherous.

There are few wives so perfect as not to give their husbands at least once a day good reason to repent of ever having married, or at least of envying those who are unmarried.

We confide our secret to a friend, but in love it escapes us.

If a secret is revealed, the person who has confided it to another is to be blamed.

'Tis more dishonourable to distrust a friend than to be deceived by him.

A true friend is the greatest of all blessings, and the one which we take the least thought to acquire.

A true friend is the most precious of all possessions and the one we take the least thought about acquiring.

How can we expect another to keep our secret, if we cannot keep it ourself

We seldom find people ungrateful so long as we are in a condition to render them service.

We can't bear to be deceived by our enemies, and betrayed by our friends; yet are often content to be so served by ourselves.