I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.
For there to be betrayal, there would have to have been trust first.
Love meant jumping off a cliff and trusting that a certain person would be there to catch you at the bottom.
Trust is the fruit of a relationship in which you know you are loved.
An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast; a wild beast may wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind.
Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string.
It is more shameful to distrust our friends than to be deceived by them.