Quotes About Loyalty

the father who is the natural enemy of any son and son-in-law of whom the mother is the ally, just as after the wedding the father will be the ally of the actual son-in-law who has for mortal foe the mother of his wife.

I'm away for a while. But there's no cash on the premises, no drugs, and the pitbull's tested positive. Twice.

Once again, then," she said, "the divide between the ambitions of conspirators and the desire, among those bringing us word of those ambitions, to preserve whatever aspect of the status quo they themselves hold dear.

So you see, Case, you need us. You need us as badly as you did when we scraped you up from the gutter.

They both knew she knew this was bullshit, but she guessed that was the way it went, when somebody you knew killed some people and you didn't want them to get caught for it. They were teaching her the story as it needed to be told, and telling it to her in a way that wouldn't require her to tell anything but the truth about what they'd told her.

Damien maintains, half-seriously, that followers of the footage comprise the first true freemasonry of the new century.

We musn't let anything happen to Piggy, must we?

We don't want you,' said Jack, flatly. 'Three's enough.' Piggy's glasses flashed. 'I was with him when he found the conch. I was with him before anyone else was.

The Prince found Buttercup waiting unhappily outside his chamber doors. It's my letter,' she began. 'I cannot make it right.' Come in, come in,' the Prince said gently. 'Maybe we can help you.' She sat down in the same chair as before. 'All right, I'll close my eyes and listen; read to me.' Westley, my passion, my sweet, my only my own. Come back, come back. I shall kill myself otherwise. Yours in torment, Buttercup.' She looked at Humperdinck. 'Well? Do you think I'm throwing myself at him?

While he was watching the ships, Buttercup shoved him with all her strength remaining. Down went the man in black. You can die too for all I care, she said, and then she turned away. Words followed her. Whispered from afar, weak and warm and familiar. As...you...wish...

He was the mighty Fezzik, lover of rhymes, and you did not give up, no matter what.

Westley: Hear this now: I will always come for you. Buttercup: But how can you be sure? Westley: This is true love-you think this happens every day? Westley: I told you I would always come for you. Why didn't you wait for me? Buttercup: Well...you were dead. Westley: Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while. Buttercup: i will never doubt again. Westley: There will never be a need.

There were some things you did, no matter what, and when a friend needed help, you helped them.

The truth,' said Westley, 'is that you would rather live with your prince than die with your love.' 'I would rather live than die, I admit it.' 'We are talking of love, madam.' There was a long pause. Then Buttercup said it: 'I can live without love.' And with that she left Westley alone.

Every night for the next year he always said something like that to me: 'Thank you for everything, Westley, good night now, I'll probably kill you in the morning.

Inigo looked at him. You mean you'll forgive me completely for saving your life if I completely forgive you for saving mine? You're my friend, my only one. Pathetic, that's what we are, Inigo said. Athletic.

Why was it worth so much of your life?" "Because I could not fail him again." "Fail who?" "My father.

La verità» disse Westley «è che tu preferisci vivere con il Principe anziché morire con il tuo amore». «Preferisco vivere che morire, lo ammetto». «Parlavamo d'amore, signora».

When I got discharged from the Army, I made a vow never to go back on an Army post. No big deal, just a simple lifelong vow.

Woman," Westley roared, "you are the property of the Dread Pirate Roberts and you…do…what…you're…told!

Down is our direction, Fezzik, but I can tell you're a bit edgy about all this, so, out of the goodness of my heart, I will let you walk down not behind me, and not in front of me, but right next to me, on the same step, stride for stride, and you put an arm around my shoulder, because that will probably make you feel better, and I, so as not to make you feel foolish, will put an arm around your shoulder, and thus, safe, protected, together, we will descend.

Soy tu príncipe y te casarás conmigo —le dijo Humperdinck. —Soy vuestra sierva y me niego —susurró Buttercup. —Soy tu príncipe y no puedes negarte. —Soy vuestra sierva fiel y acabo de hacerlo. —Negarte significa la muerte. —Matadme entonces.

The Sicilian's word was not just law, it was gospel.

You mean you'll forgive me completely for saving your life if I completely forgive you for saving mine? You're my friend, my only one. Pathetic, that's what we are, Inigo said. Athletic.