Quotes About Loyalty

Senator. If you call my friend a liar one more time, I will take it badly. Excuse me? Arnos said, his eyebrows rising up. I suggest you find an alternate shortsighted, egomaniacally ridiculous reason to blatantly, recklessly ignore an obvious threat to the Realm simply because you don't wish it to exist. If you cannot restrain yourself from base slander, I will be pleased to meet you in juris macto and personally rip your forked tongue from your head.

It made me feel better. Mouse might not have been the smartest creature on earth, but he was steady, kind, loyal, and was possessed of the uncanny wisdom of beasts for knowing whom to trust. I might not have been a superhero, but Mouse thought that I was pretty darned cool. That meant something. It would have to be enough.

For some reason, she didn't want to take the motorcycle, so that left my car, the ever trusty (almost always) Blue Beetle, in old-school VW Bug that had seen me through one nasty scrape after another. More than once, it had been pounded badly, but always it had risen to do battle once more – if by battle one means driving somewhere at a sedate speed, without much acceleration and only middling gas mileage.

There was a ticking time bomb inside my head and the one person I trusted to go in and get it out hadn't shown up or spoken to me for more than a year.

Mouse isn't big. He's compactly challenged.

He did run some, but I stopped him, my lord. Like, just now. In front of you. Right over there.

Got it with you?" I asked Butters. "Are you kidding?" he said, grinning. "I may never put it down again." "So show her," I said. "You think that's . . . you know. Okay? To show it off like that?" "You aren't showing off," I said. "You're confirming her faith." Butters screwed up his face and then said, "Yeah. I guess that's okay, then.

Predator is not property," Grimm said in a calm, level tone. "She is not my possession. She is my home. Her crew are not my employees. They are my family. And if you threaten to take my home and destroy the livelihood of my family again, Commodore, I will be inclined to kill you where you stand.

I do business with many people over the course of centuries, and treachery is a bad long-term investment. It simply isn't good business.

You can tell a lot about a man from how he treats his dog

Do you know what I think? Marcone said. You think we should shoot Nicodemus in the back at the first opportunity and let Michael dismember him. Yes. I drew my gun. Okay.

Righteous. The real deal. He's honest, loyal, faithful. He lives his ideals. It gives him power.

MY NAME IS Mouse and I am a Good Dog. Everyone says so.

Tell me something important about her. People make fun of her? Some did, she said. I never liked it, but... Crap. I looked at Molly and said, Code Carrie. We're in trouble.

Back-to-back, Bayard replied, and Grimm felt the sudden, wiry pressure of the other man's shoulders pressed against the middle of his back. I should be friends with taller people, Grimm panted. Bite your tongue, old boy, or I'll hack apart your ankles.

I have a monster under my bed, and it's Mouse.

Mister went to his spot before the fireplace and demanded that it be made warm.

I'm afraid you made a serious mistake today. Sire? You proved yourself extraordinarily capable, Captain, Albion said. I can hardly let something like that go unremarked. I don't understand, sir, Grimm said, frowning. Captain, your clarity of thought in the face of unexpected disaster is a rare quality. It's a poor reward for such heroism, but I'm afraid that I must insist upon continuing to use you for the good of my Spire.

Now that I've got this to keep me safe off the island," I said very quietly, "what's to stop me from having Alfred drop you into a cell right this second, and solving my problems myself?" "I am," Mab said. She gave me a very small, very chill smile, and held up her finger. There was a tiny droplet of my blood upon it, scarlet against her pale skin.

When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching -- they are your family

It has become a custom among the Legions to promise one's fellows that no matter what happens, they will never lie cold upon the earth.

You saved us," she said. "Of course I did," Rowl responded. "I am without flaw.

Family complicates everything. Dammit.

Aye, Skipper!" Journeyman said.