Quotes About Trust Novels & Stories

Ascott smilingly relayed at her. "Did she read my mind? But hey, I think she's really a cool woman because she treats her workers really well..." Kate thought to herself again. "It's up to your conscience if you're going to do something bad while you're inside the Ascott Mansion. Let me tell you a quote from my favorite American painter and writer, Mr. Walter Inglis Anderson: "Trust is like a vase, once it’s broken, though you can fix it, the vase will never be same again..." So, try not to break the trust, so that we can have a long, harmonious relationship. I hope I made myself clear?" the old Madam stated.

“And trust is a tricky thing, isn’t it?” Elena felt Adrian tense beside her. She met the man’s gaze. “Trust is built through actions, not assumptions.” A slow smile spread across his face. “Interesting answer.” He leaned back. “You know, Elena, I heard quite a few things about you. Some say you’re loyal, hardworking. Others…” His smile didn’t reach his eyes. “Others say you’re a liability.” Lucas smirked, but Adrian remained silent. Elena didn’t flinch. “People say many things. The only truth that matters is the one proven over time.”

- I care about you. — But you're too selfish to try to act in a way that your happiness doesn't destroy mine! — Firm game. — I don't know what made you like this, and I've asked myself a lot. I don't hate you, Kaanadan, but I won't say that I wake up happy being trapped in a golden cage. Trust generates freedom and, if we cannot trust each other at least once... I think there is no salvation here, but rather destruction. What we have left is to choose.

He stopped kissing me as he moved behind me to take a picture frame in his hands. When he showed it to me I grabbed it from his hands. Inside of it wasn't a picture but a text of an old teared-up magazine. "Trust is like a bridge that connects people, once that bridge is broken, it takes a lot of bricks to repare it. It requires commitment, not just empty words." My mother used to say that, even more so I had this in my old room. "You took this?" I asked. "And you kept it all these years?" He lifted my chin to meet his eyes.

Wilson winced as he knew his best friend, Nathans, words were painfully true. "You are right, my friend," he said. "But you don't have to be so plainfully true." Nathan chuckled and tapped his friend on the shoulder. "Trust, they say, is bitter, my friend," he said as he laughed. "I'd say you take it head on like a man that you are." "You make all of these sound so easy," Wilson mumbled. "But I tell you it is most definitely not. You are bound to slip one way or the other."

I squeezed her hand, grateful. “I trusted him,” I said, the words trembling. “At least, I thought I did. And now I don’t know what to believe. I keep telling myself I know who he is, that he’s not capable of what they’re saying, but then I see those headlines, and it’s like the whole world is daring me to be a fool.” Sabine nodded slowly. “Trust doesn’t mean pretending something didn’t happen. It means holding on to what you know about someone even when everything else tries to convince you otherwise. If there’s anyone who deserves that from you, it’s Aaron.”

By priorit Isabella had a mysterious and unreadable expression on her face, showing no hint of her thoughts or emotions. She sat in her chair, tapping her fingers on the armrest in a rhythmic pattern. "Trust is a delicate and vulnerable aspect of relationships that can be easily broken or destroyed. It is crucial for us to exercise caution and avoid being naive, particularly when taking into account our financial constraints. We need to be mindful and prudent in our decision-making, ensuring that we make informed choices given our limited financial resources."

“I already believe it.” “Do you?” “I believe you've never cheated on me. I believe you love me more than you've ever loved anyone. I believe you'd destroy anyone who tried to hurt me.” “But?” “But I also believe we both learned something important from this experience.” “Which is?” “That trust isn't just about being faithful. It's about communication, about being vulnerable with each other even when it's scary.” He squeezed my hand. “I should have told you I was struggling in Madrid. Should have called you, talked to you, asked for help instead of drowning in whiskey and self-pity.”

That was probably the reason why I slowly shook my head in retort. “I don’t know, but I want to know. Please tell me,” I honestly replied as well. “It’s because when we trust and we become someone trustworthy, we can get a lot of things done in this single lifetime.” I could not help but stare and stilled after hearing her answer. Every single word she said always got me. They were just really beautiful and heartfelt and honest. I do not know how to describe them but I was awestruck. “Now hurry and eat. We also still have a lot to do for today.”

I have a gold card with a limit that would probably allow me to buy a small island, but I don't abuse it. I respect my dad and the trust he puts in me to not go mental at the mall and buy five thousand dollars’ worth of makeup and shoes. I believe trust is a gift from someone, just like love is. Trusting and loving someone says I have faith in you. And I appreciate the depth of that way more than I do material things. I'll take faith over shoes any day of the week.