Novel & Cerita Quotes On Broken Friendship And Trust

"What if I treated you this way, sticked to this idealogy of not forgiving when someone did something really bad to you, do you think we would be together as we are right now?" "I have nothing to do with him, what's the essence of wanting to come back in friendship with him. I know he was my best friend, I trusted him a lot, yes, but I don't think that will be possible any longer. Once you break my trust in certain aspects, I'm done with you. That's the same thing with him."

Our dessert was placed between us with two forks, and George nodded his thanks. I took my hand from his and grabbed a fork, stabbing it into the cake. This was too soon to have this conversation. It was too soon to have any kind of conversation about anything past right now. I forgave him, but I don’t know if I fully trusted him. And this was the funny thing about trust. You can love and forgive, but you don’t necessarily trust. Broken hearts and promises can be fixed so easily because they break in a different way than trust. When trust is broken, it’s shattered into a thousand pieces. And sometimes, it’s never put back together the same way.

My own wife was uncomfortable around me. “Do you trust me?” A maddening silence spread across the space. “I want you to trust me—I’ll never hurt you.” Freya leaned back in her seat and stared out the window. Her eyes softened with an emotion I didn’t understand. “Can you at least try—to trust me?” I wanted her to say yes. Even though I knew Freya’s trust was a virtue I didn’t deserve. But I wanted to earn it. “Trust…” Freya said, keeping her eyes upward toward the sky. “Trust is a virtue that comes naturally, but once broken, it can never be restored.”

“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.”

She listened intently, her eyes filled with compassion as I recounted the lies and deceit that had become entangled in my life. With a gentle touch, she held my trembling hands and softly spoke, "My dear Theron, trust is a fragile thing. It can strengthen or shatter in an instant. It pains me to see you wounded, but let this be a lesson for you. Not all who smile at us are our true allies." Her words struck a chord deep within me, resonating with a truth that I had been avoiding. I was consumed by fury and despair, realizing that the man I considered a friend had played me like a pawn in his sinister game. The realization was bitter, a taste I struggled to swallow.

the bartender spoke. “You’re wrong” I directly answered him. “I don’t trust anyone. I don’t trust any guy. They’re no difference and it’s never safe being with a guy” “You seem to have trust issues ma’am” the bartender joked. “A broken trust will never be assembled back on its original state” I drink on another shot after I spit out those words. I don’t know why I said that or do I have to say that? I know that I don’t have the obligation to tell him anything about me but it feels good to voice it out.

As Lust is giggling and feeding from the emotion that I do not want to lose no matter what. “Trust, all you have to do is trust.” After those thoughts with the answers that I couldn’t find, seconds starts to come back on track in my life. The heart that bleeds, the heart that bears those fears and so many aches, suddenly bears the cold, and the chill that once has faded, and there only remains the frozen heart inside of ice of the stranger who somehow gave it with the right medicine. “Promises are meant to be broken? Tsk! That’s a lie, for promises are a sacred word to be broken by anyone. Promises are not meant to be broken. They are meant to be fulfilled.”

"So I can lean on you guys and depend on you guys, give you my trust and respect just for it to be crushed and broken like it always does?" She abruptly stood up. "You know what, I have none of that in me anymore," She chuckled bitterly. "I simply have no respect for anyone, no trust, no sympathy, no nothing because it's already gone! It's been crushed and broken to bits so much that it's all just shattered and vanished away at this point!" Tear started to fall down her cheeks as other people around the cafeteria started to watch and listen. "I'm sorry, sorry that I can't give you what you want. I can't give you all that trust and respect you want in any friendship because mine has all been

Goodness called me again, moving closer, "you are free to make your own decisions but don't you dare turn your back on me." "I am not turning my back on you rather I am making you understand the reality of life. You can't trust anyone in this world because at the appropriate time, your connection with that person would be broken. I don't trust friendship neither do I trust love. Friendship and love are two sides of a coin, sitting on a table with one always on top of the other." "So, you don't believe in marriage?"

I laughed bitterly, then throw the glass against the wall beside him,he flinches and looks at me like I'm a psychopath. " See the glass over there, that is what I became after trusting you. Do you think I'll do that again. You see Nik when trust is broken it can never fixed, like the glass over there. Even if you glue them back together it won't look the same. It will leave scars forever. So tell me Nikolas how do you expect me to trust you" I say bitterly "I don't know what else to say for you to believe me."he replies desperately