Quotes About Trust Novels & Stories

“One by one.” A broken laugh slipped from me. “You make it sound like war again.” “Because it is,” he replied simply. I sank into the chair, exhausted. “Sophie said I should lean on you. But leaning feels like weakness.” “No.” He crouched in front of me. “Leaning is trust. And trust is strength.” My lips quivered. “What if you break that trust?” “Then I’ll rebuild it, brick by brick, until it’s stronger than before.”

'' ''Do you trust me? Trust is such a complicated concept. That wouldn't be a yes or no question. You wouldn't trust someone with your property for example but you would defend them for not talking behind the one's back. Your ride or die partner would be accused of murder and you may give credit to the accusations. So his question had missing points. ''Do I trust you in what, Eduardo?''

Trust isn’t something you just say out loud. It’s something you show. Sometimes in small, quiet ways. Sometimes in moments so big they change everything. Tonight was one of those moments. Alexander was about to show me, without a shadow of a doubt, how much he trusted me — how much he trusted *us.*

“Whoever takes on that role must be someone absolutely trustworthy—which clearly limits it to one of us.” “Trust,” one of them muttered, “is the most expensive mistake in this business.” Trust. In their world, it was both currency and poison. A few exchanged glances across the table. Others remained still, knowing better than to speak too quickly in a room like this. Don Shreyaanz said nothing at first. His silence alone was enough to make men rethink their words. “I beg to differ.” Don Shreyaanz lifted his gaze, his expression tight-lipped, curious rather than offended.

She sat up and wriggled her hand to get rid of the pain she was feeling. "Aurora?" "Yes, Dad?" "Do you know you can be betrayed by someone you trust?" "I do." "I don't think you do. You see, in this life, you shouldn't trust someone too much. You can trust only yourself." "But I trust you, Dad. I do." "Don't trust me. I don't even trust myself. So, don't trust me. The only person you can trust and depend on is yourself. Do you understand? "I do."

well he had crushed it into million of pieces. "Trust.. The trust is slowly developed with time after it is completely shattered. You know what, Zachariah?--" Hazily looking away from his piercing orbs, I diverted my attention on my hands. "--Sometimes it's better to leave the past behind and just focus on what's laying ahead of us since broken trust is like a broken mirror, even if we tried to glue the pieces up together it wont stick. Just have faith in yourself and try harder to be the real you." A deep exhale left his mouth. Unknowingly, warmth blossomed within my heart when his palm touched my skin.

Ava::"Is it ? because I don't think it is." Leon::"I can't believe that after all these you don't trust me at all.Trust is the foundation of any relationship.If you don't trust me then how can you love me.Have I ever given you any reason to doubt my love...If I did then please remind me because I cannot recall." Ava::"Everything is not about you.You try to divert everything in your direction.And after all these years that we have spend together how can a third person value more in your life."

His personal experience had taught him very well that without trust, no matter how strong a foundation was, it remained hollow. His lips formed into a smile which looked little suspicious to Shubham as he spoke with something undeniable in his rough voice “Earning trust is hard but keeping it is precious, once you lose trust you lose everything, the there is no going back, isn’t it MAMA??” He pressed more pressure on ‘MAMA’ word, curling his finger over thighs to stop himself from strangling this piece of garbage even though the hatred, rage and pain growing into his heart was instigating him to thrash him here and there mercilessly till he died but he would not snatch anything more from his

"Forget I said anything. " The room now thick with unsaid accusations, the discussion stopped. Ava pierced her salad, her thoughts flying. She feels that Shawn might be questioning her because he has been in touch with Ryan, who might have been feeding his brain with anything. “It all comes down to trust.” Shawn said unexpectedly, quelling the quiet. Ava was blinked. "What?” "Trust," he repeated , “You believe you have it with someone until one day you wake up and discover you don't. isn't it strange.”

Before drinking, her smirked at her and said, “Only people with weak minds will lose if they trust people easily, Feliza.” She frowned. “What do you mean?” He shrugged, looking at her straight in the eyes. “Trust is a very dangerous thing in this world, Vixen. Be careful about that.” His words hung heavily on the air as she stared at him. She dared not speak as his words hit right through her core. Trust, huh?