Quotes About Loyalty

his view, a corpse was merely an empty vessel for the spirit it had housed. "The soul," he'd said one night by a campfire in the Valley of the Kings, "is like a falcon. Despite its loyalty to the falconer, it longs to fly free. When my time comes, let my soul soar into the wind and the sky. Wherever its natural home is meant to be, that's where it will go." Although she had found such

soul," he'd said one night by a campfire in the Valley of the Kings, "is like a falcon. Despite its loyalty to the falconer, it longs to fly free. When my time comes, let my soul soar into the wind and the sky. Wherever its natural home is meant to be, that's where it will go.

I never felt myself an expatriate or anything but an American, but not through some excess of patriotism. My country is much too polyglot of race, type, and variety of faith, political and otherwise, for me to discover exactly to which qualities one would have to remain loyal in order to be a hundred per cent American.

Workers work hard enough to not be fired, and owners pay just enough so that workers won't quit.

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends." ? Martin Luther King Jr.

He is a king whom emperors have served.

Being a person's true friend means endorsing the untruths he holds dearest.

Remember us, Belle, Cyllinus wept, when the dangers are past and you sit upon the throne in Greenreach. Think of us. Do not forget me, little one.

Now is the time! Ysabelle cried. Now do I accede to the throne and claim my place as Handmaiden to Orion!

But if I could have met Tim Deakin when he was thirteen or fourteen,' Ewing said, accentuating each word with his finger, 'I am convinced that he would still be with me, and I'm convinced that we'd both be happy.

What was she to say? The prodigal has returned? The mutineer wishes to be reinstated? The subordinate, having gone to a great deal of trouble to prove her commander wrong, has come back and promises to be a good little subordinate hereafter, or at least until next time?

And none at all has ridden at the king's side since Aerinha, goddess of honor and flame, first taught men to forge their blades. You'd think Aerinha would have had better sense.

Gonturan] is a true friend, but a friend with thoughts of her own, and the thoughts of others are dangerous.

Charlie is one of the big good guys in my universe.

Don't let the title mislead you, Arlbeth told her. The king is simply the visible one. I'm so visible, in fact, that most of the important work has to be done by other people. Nonsense, said Tor. Arlbeth chuckled. Your loyalty does you honor, but you're in the process of becoming too visible to be effective yourself, so what do you know about it?

It is a much more straightforward thing to be a dog, and a dog's love, once given, is not reconsidered; it just is, like sunlight or mountains. It is for human beings to see the shadows behind the light, and the light behind the shadows. It is, perhaps, why dogs have people, and people have dogs.

Dogs are very comforting when your world has exploded.

It is a much more straightforward thing to be a dog, and a dog's love, once given, is not reconsidered; it just is, like sunlight or mountains. It is for human beings to see the shadows behind the light, and the light behind the shadows. It is, perhaps, why dogs have people, and people have dogs.

I'm your friend, Sunshine," he said. "Everything else is just static on the line.

Even Mongo liked him, although Mongo likes everybody. (Also Mongo was so thrilled with himsel for staying in the dog bed till I'd released him that nothing was going to blow his mood.)

Mr. Responsible Media was looking rebellious, but this was my country. I was the Cinnamon Roll Queen and most of those assembled were my devoted subjects.

Little John: I would come too. He might want knocking in a stream to cool his anger. Much: I will come too, to fish him out again, and to reassure him that not all of us have this queer craving for hurling folks in water.

The soldier looked back at the King as the King looked at him; for a moment he wondered if he should bow, but the King's look seemed to wish to forestall him. The soldier saw a face for whom he would be willing to carry colors into battle once more, and the memory of his colonel seemed to fail and fade nearly to oblivion.

I will do anything it is in my power to do for you, he said. Command me. A vampire, standing on the far side of my bed, wearing my kimono, telling me he'd do anything I asked. Steady, Sunshine.