#betray

Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun. ↗

— John Dryden

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The chief internal enemies of any state are those public officials who betray the trust imposed upon them by the people. ↗

— Dalton Trumbo

#betray #by the people #chief #imposed #internal

I felt betrayed by him, extremely betrayed. He made me believe that if I followed a certain protocol of supplements and different drugs that I could become number 1 in the world. ↗

— Kelli White

#believe #betrayed #certain #could #different

When you're out of sight for as long as I was, there's a funny feeling of betrayal that comes over people when they see you again. ↗

— Esther Williams

#betrayal #comes #feeling #funny #i

When lovely woman stoops to folly, and finds too late that men betray, what charm can soothe her melancholy, what art can wash her guilt away? ↗

— Oliver Goldsmith

#away #betray #charm #finds #folly

Freedom is fragile and must be protected. To sacrifice it, even as a temporary measure, is to betray it. ↗

— Germaine Greer

#even #fragile #freedom #measure #must

I lay it down as a fact that if all men knew what others say of them, there would not be four friends in the world. ↗

— Blaise Pascal

#frienship #men

I thought about you all the time. I used to pray that you’d live to be a hundred years old. I didn’t know. I didn’t know that you were ashamed of me. ↗

— Khaled Hosseini

#daughter #jalil #men #sad #sorrow

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

Nothing in this world is hidden forever. The gold which has lain for centuries unsuspected in the ground, reveals itself one day on the surface. Sand turns traitor, and betrays the footstep that has passed over it; water gives back to the tell-tale surface the body that has been drowned. Fire itself leaves the confession, in ashes, of the substance consumed in it. Hate breaks its prison-secrecy in the thoughts, through the doorway of the eyes; and Love finds the Judas who betrays it by a kiss. Look where we will, the inevitable law of revelation is one of the laws of nature: the lasting preservation of a secret is a miracle which the world has never yet seen. ↗

— Wilkie Collins

#revelation #secrets #truth #love