#betray

A dream you once were, A dream of all my realities, A dream I can no long strive for In the wake of my manly betayals ↗

— C. Elizabeth

#dreams #heartache #lost-love #reality #dreams

We were hooked when we woke. We had arms for each other. But I yearned to resume My dreams of another. ↗

— Roman Payne

#affairs #betrayal #dreams #nocturnal #poetry

Thus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names. It was love lashed by its own self that spoke. It was pride half slain that fluttered in the dust. It was my hunger for your love that raged from the housetop, while my own love, kneeling in silence, prayed your forgiveness. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#forgiveness #love #pride #forgiveness

Let truth be told - women do as a rule live through such humiliations, and regain their spirits, and again look about them with an interested eye. While there's life there's hope is a connviction not so entirely unknown to the "betrayed" as some amiable theorists would have us believe. ↗

— Thomas Hardy

#durbyfield #hope #life #tess-of-the-d-urbervilles #thomas-hardy

I used to advertise my loyalty and I don't believe there is a single person I loved that I didn't eventually betray. ↗

— Albert Camus

#loyalty #relationships #love

Ah," she cried, "you look so cool." Their eyes met, and they stared together at each other, alone in space. With an effort she glanced down at the table. You always look so cool," she repeated. She had told him that she loved him, and Tom Buchanan saw. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#love #love

Tears welled in Penelope's eyes, making the blue even darker. Then she reeled back and slapped him hard enough that his cheek stung. "That is for what you did to me. Not in the dark, Jeremy. Not as the faceless lover. Not even for today when you made love to me... or perhaps we should call it 'fucking', since there was nothing loving about it, only manipulation". Her voice shook as hard as her hands as she turned on her heel and headed for the door. "It's for betraying my friendship". ↗

— Jess Michaels

#friendship

If you cannot predict the betrayal from the ones that you love and trust the most, then you are living in a fool's paradise. ↗

— Lionel Suggs

#love

Betrayal is common for men with no conscience. ↗

— Toba Beta

#conscience #men

Revenge writing is a female genre. Men who have been left by women or made cuckolds by rivals either lick their wounds in humiliated silence or start the Trojan Wars. Having no other power or public voice, the betrayed woman reaches for her pen. ↗

— Frances Wilson

#revenge #men