Quotes About Loyalty

Karou loved Zuzana for her willingness to play out such silliness on a long kite string.

Cualquiera que se meta con mi hermana", habia exclamado una vez, todo bravuconería, "tendrá que vérseleas... con mi hermana

Folk med hemligheter ska inte skaffa sig fiender (s. 75).

I would stick my head down monster throats looking for you.

Don't leave. And don't let him leave, either. I have threats to deliver. Judgments to pass.

Che cosa può fare un soldato quando la pietà è tradimento?

Uno obedecía, así de simple, y si en lo más enconado del combate no obedecía, moría. A veces moría de todos modos.

Days are not far when we will see LOCK on brokerage firms offices as we are seeing dwindling business or almost closure at Mutual Fund Or SIP companies for ruthlessly cheating their clients only

Kesetiaan selalu dikhianati, atau ia menanti selamanya untuk sesuatu yang tak pernah dimikili

Mendidik diri untuk menjaga jarak dengan orang lain, dan juga untuk menjaga jarak dengan kata-kata yang sewaktu-waktu bisa berkhianat.

Kesetiaan selalu dikhianati, atau ia menanti selamanya untuk sesuatu yang tak pernah dimiliki

I am the rock in your garden, Emily, and you are the bloom in mine. Count on me.

Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert thou not born in my father's dwelling?

I got slugs for snitches, no love for bitches, Puttin thugs in ditches when my trigger finger itches.

Close friendships are one of life's miracles--that a few people get to know you deeply, all your messy or shadowy stuff along with the beauty and sweetness, and they still love you. Not only still love you, but love you more and more deeply. I would do anything for my closest friends, and they would do almost anything for me, and that is about as spiritual a truth as you can get.

We all hated him. We were all his bitches. Our motives lie in the past. It's a dark room with the flayed corpses of animals in it. Nobody in their right mind wants to go there.

In Alf's close-up, he's less than a year old, almost unrecognizably puppyish. He gazes directly at James, head slightly cocked, bat ears unfolded in typical, unceasing alertness. His small black nose is shaped like a heart, the fur on his jowls shimmers, and the blaze on his chest is bright white and fluffy.

I'm such a relationship guy. I really am.

I know not whether our names will be immortal; I am sure our friendship will.

Friendship is a vase, which, when it is flawed by heat, or violence, or accident, may as well be broken at once; it can never be trusted after.

Jem knotted his fingers in the material of Will's sleeve. "You are my parabatai," he said, "You said once I could ask anything of you.

I can offer you my life, but it is a short life; I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many more beats it shall sustain

You think she'll be able to talk sense into him?" she asked. "His sister?" "If he listens to anyone, it would be her." "That's sweet," said Maia. "That he loves his sister like that." "Yeah," Simon said. "It's precious

It's Will who ought to be sorry." Jem's eyes darkened. "We shall throw him out onto the streets," he proclaimed. "I promise you he'll be gone by morning." Tessa started and sat upright. "Oh - no, you can't mean that -" He grinned. "Of course I don't. But you felt better for a moment there, didn't you?" "It was like a beautiful dream," Tessa said gravely.