Quotes About Loyalty

But there you are: the reasons for going to war might be a shameless hoax, but the war itself was real, and by God, America was in it!

Emilio was certainly within his rights not to reveal the sordid details of his childhood even to his friends. Or perhaps especially to his friends, whose good opinion of him, he might feel, would not survive the revelations.

out whose side they were on. Even Fat

For mere authority as such never takes hold of our hearts, but virtue and holy lovableness do. We are directed in the ways of obedience by a lawful superior. We are led by a lovable one.

They say dogs are man's best friend," he said. "But horses are man's best slave.

Very little," Ash said honestly. "I'd believe very little you told me." "Because I'm a traitor, in your eyes?" "No," she said. "Because you're a traitor in your eyes.

one person's idea of live-and-let-live is another person's definition of betrayal

He never gave up on me, I only stopped being matriculated.

It was a closely held family

you can tell a lot about a person by the way they treat their dogs.

And the most important thing he told me was that you can tell a lot about a person by the way they treat their dogs.

That was when it happened, exactly then, the end of a phase, the mental click as the last strand of my private resistance gave way; when I admitted, looking down at his candid blue eyes: there's nothing I wouldn't do for you, absolutely nothing.

Be prepared. A dog is adorable and noble. A dog is a true and loving friend. A dog is also a hedonist.

My responsibility is not to the ordinary, or the timely. It does not include mustard, or teeth. It does not extend to the lost button, or the beans in the pot. My loyalty is to the inner vision, whenever and howsoever it may arrive.

What shall I do? When I pick up the broom he leaves the room. When I fuss with kindling he runs for the yard. Then he's back, and we hug for a long time. In his low-to-the-ground chest I can hear his heart slowing down. Then I rub his shoulders and kiss his feet and fondle his long hound ears. Benny, I say, don't worry. I also know the way the old life haunts the new.

creative work requires a loyalty as complete as the loyalty of water to the force of gravity.

I have not written here out of imagination and invention, but out of meditation and memoy. No doubt my memory has the usual partiality of the individual, and is not entirely trustworthy. Still, I have been loyal here to the experiences of my own life and not, as is required in the more designed arts, to the needs of the line or the paragraph.

But if they were only shadow-companions, still they were constant, and powerful, and amazing.

My loyalty is to the inner vision, whenever and howsoever it may arrive. If I have a meeting with you at the three o'clock, rejoice if I am late. Rejoice even more if I do not arrive at all. There is no other way work of artistic worth can be done ... The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave to it neither power nor time.

said Annie. "Don't you want to save Morgan

Though I dreaded the prospect of coping with the heartbreak of the funeral on my own, I felt I had to be there at the end, no matter what. We had been with Diana at the very beginning of the courtship. We had attended her wedding with tremendous joy. We had kept in touch ever since. I had to say good-bye to her in person. I said to Pat, "We were there for the 'wedding of the century.' This will be 'the funeral of the century.' Yes, I have to go.

Clearly, Diana did not want us to know who she was. We may possibly have been the only people Diana ever knew who had no idea who she was. We welcomed her into our home and trusted her with our child for what she was. This may have been one reason she stayed in touch with us over the years.

It may...be judged indecent in me to come forward on this occasion; but when I see a fellow-creature about to perish through the cowardice of her pretended friends, I wish to be allowed to speak, that I may say what I know of her character.

It was my temper to avoid a crowd, and to attach myself fervently to a few.