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.
When the trust account is high, communication is easy, instant, and effective.