Quotes About Loyalty

She wants to be magnificent. She is, said the Colonel almost cynically. She wants--his wife now had it fast to be thoroughly superior, and she's capable of that. Of wanting to? Of carrying out her idea. And what IS her idea? To see Maggie through. Bob Assingham wondered. Through what? Through everything. She KNOWS the Prince.

A woman's husband, you know, is supposed to be her second self; (Chapter 12)

But, after all, the opinions of our friends are not what we love them for, and therefore I don't see why they should be what we hate them for.

Then, as on the night before, we lay down together and I proved how great our friendship had become.

to love or be loved is no crime. the really criminal thing is to make a person believe that he or she is the only one you could ever love.

What was most annoying was that at first blush people usually took me to be good, to be kind, generous, loyal, faithful. Perhaps I did possess these virtues but if so it was because I was indiferent: I could afford to be good, kind, generous, loyal, and so forth, since I was free of envy. Envy was the one thing I was never a victim of. I have never envied anybody or anything. On the contrary, I have only felt pity for everybody and everything.

The one thing I have insisted on with all of my friends, regardless of class or station in life, is to be able to speak truthfully. If I cannot be open and frank with a friend, or he with me, I drop him.

Zeven jaar lang heb ik dag en nacht met slechts een gedachte voor mijn geest rongelopen - haar. Als er maar een christen was die zo trouw aan zijn God was als ik aan haar, dan zouden we vandaag allemaal Jezus Christus zijn. Dag en nacht dacht ik aan haar, zelfs als ik haar bedroog.

Hay ocasiones en que tienes que romper con tus amigos para entender el significado de la amistad.

When God "chooses" a person for His purposes, He does so according to the person's heart! The person must have a loyal heart full of trust and faith. God must have a person who loves Him "with all [the] heart, with all [the] soul, and with all [the] strength" (Deut. 6:5; Matt. 22:37).

Yes, we must ever be friends; and of all who offer you friendship let me be ever the first, the truest, the nearest and dearest!

The story, from beginning to end, I found again in a heart of a friend.

Let us, then, be what we are, and speak what we think, and in all things Keep ourselves loyal to truth, and the sacred professions of friendship. It is no secret I tell you, nor am I ashamed to declare it: I have liked to be with you, to see you, to speak with you always.

I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon In the round-tower of my heart. And there will I keep you forever, Yes, forever and a day, Till the walls shall crumble to ruin, And moulder in dust away.

How do you get on with your father ' Beleth asked. 'Very well ' Pyrgus answered loyally although it was far from the truth. 'I ate mine ' Beleth told him. 'He got old and feeble and useless but he wanted to hold on to power. So I took steps. Tasted disgusting - stringy tough smelly ... you know how fathers are - but it's the custom here. You're supposed to absorb the essence that way. Rank superstition of course but well ... tradition.

Fogarty rolled the cylinder in his fingers.' Know what's interesting? I had a look at this thing when they took it out. The insides are burned out.' Are they?' Blue asked mildly. It takes a lot to burn out one of those implants - almost impossible, in fact. You must love him very much,' Fogarty said quietly. Yes,' Blue said. 'Yes, I do.

Thou saw'st the locked lovers when leaping from their flaming ship; heart to heart they sank beneath the exulting wave; true to each other, when heaven seemed false to them.

No philosophers so thoroughly comprehend us as dogs and horses.

Will you, or will you not, quit me?' I now demanded in a sudden passion, advancing close to him. 'I would prefer not to quit you', he replied, gently emphasizing the not.

an utterly fearless man is a far more dangerous comrade than a coward.

I myself am a savage, owning no allegiance but to the King of the Cannibals; and ready at any moment to rebel against him.

They tell me sir, that Stubb did once desert poor Pip, whose drowned bones now show white, for all the blackness of his living skin. But I will never desert ye sir, as Stubb did him.

We are on Sunday night because that is where they put us 30-odd years ago. I think we became a habit.

I remember, years ago, if I had had an opportunity to leave the Lakers, I would have left for one reason: because I did not like an owner that was not telling me the truth. And it would have made no difference what they would have offered me; I would have left.