Best 72 quotes in «mistrust quotes» category

I sail through life with great trust in my heart. Whoever stains and breaks that trust will be in a cold water best left behind. I felt the cold breeze of monetary means through the low ethics of money driven minds. I securely docked in a shore I call home without the cloaks of dead winter I saw on people who have used me.

I have long seen my spirituality as personal, to the degree that I harbor a slight mistrust for anyone who practices similarly. It is as though they are admitting to have on the same cut and color of underwear I do. It may be true, but I don't like to share these details with strangers.

I really don't know what men used to say. I had only their words for it.

I was astonished to see how our leaders treated him only as a threat to their power, inciting mistrust by playing on backward, anti-intellectual ideas about race and class.

I think you've had a very hard life," Passion said calmly, "and you see everyone and everthing through a lens of mistrust." - Passion to Marcus

...maybe I am just your priest - or a churl - perhaps you mistrust me the way the medievals mistrusted monks...

Love is like candy floss. you crave it and it looks very promising, but if you try to satisfy your hunger with it, there is nothing. Only a sweet aftertaste - if you're lucky.

Mistrust of the police is borne out of numerous bad experiences with them.

Mere springs and coils produced the inward movements of our clockwork man. He might be termed a Puritan. One essential dislike, formidable in its simplicity, pervaded his dull soul: he disliked injustice and deception. He disliked their union—they were always together—with a wooden passion that neither had, nor needed, words to express itself. Such a dislike should have deserved praise had it not been a by-product of the man’s hopeless stupidity. He called unjust and deceitful everything that surpassed his understanding. He worshiped general ideas and did so with pedantic aplomb. The generality was godly, the specific diabolical. If one person was poor and the other wealthy it did not matter what precisely had ruined one or made the other rich: the difference itself was unfair, and the poor man who did not denounce it was as wicked as the rich one who ignored it. People who knew too much, scientists, writers, mathematicians, crystalographers and so forth, were no better than kings or priests: they all held an unfair share of power of which others were cheated. A plain decent fellow should constantly be on the watch tor some piece of clever knavery on the part of nature and neighbor.

Not everything is nefarious.

Now it happens that both master and man have just enough argument on their respective sides to make it difficult for them to understand each other. The Negro dimly personifies in the white man all his ills and misfortunes; if he is poor, it is because the white man seizes the fruit of his toil; if he is ignorant, it is because the white man gives him neither time nor facilities to learn; and, indeed, if any misfortune happens to him, it is because of some hidden machinations of "white folks." On the other hand, the masters and the masters' sons have never been able to see why the Negro, instead of settling down to be day-laborers for bread and clothes, are infected with a silly desire to rise in the world, and why they are sulky, dissatisfied, and careless, where their fathers were happy and dumb and faithful.

To switch effectively from defense to social engagement strategies, the nervous system must do two things: (1) assess risk, and (2) if the environment looks safe, inhibit the primitive defensive reactions to fight, flight or freeze.

Trust can never be earned, but can only be given. But once you have it, you can damn sure lose it.

Trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognize his enemy when the latter actually appeared.

We cannot play ostrich. Democracy just cannot flourish amid fear. Liberty cannot bloom amid hate. Justice cannot take root amid rage. America must get to work. In the chill climate in which we live, we must go against the prevailing wind. We must dissent from the indifference. We must dissent from the apathy. We must dissent from the fear, the hatred and the mistrust. We must dissent from a nation that has buried its head in the sand, waiting in vain for the needs of its poor, its elderly, and its sick to disappear and just blow away. We must dissent from a government that has left its young without jobs, education or hope. We must dissent from the poverty of vision and the absence of moral leadership. We must dissent because America can do better, because America has no choice but to do better.

When the trust is completely gone, it's completely gone. There are no words or deeds can refill that deep hole of mistrust. It will always become this massive canvas that appears on your mind time to time.

You destruct the attention the world gives you when you mistrust your own ability

Your enemy will always plan to destroy you in any way possible thus take care of your friends, he may use them.

Always mistrust a subordinate who never finds fault with his superior.

As a writer I'm not an explainer, really. I'm a narrator. I mistrust explanation.

Mists may blur vision, Doubts to lies are heavy mists, Truth clears for all ways." ~ Angelica Hopes, Haiku an excerpt from If I Could Tell You

Nita: I think I overdid the vulnerability stuff in this last letter. and that’s why I’m having an anxiety attack. Howard: With the vulnerability comes the possibility that you’ll be betrayed. Now that you’ve laid yourself wide open, I am the agent of this betrayal? It’s not my style. Nita: I’ve thought it wasn't other people’s style, too.

People can thought you’re look mean but from real it’s just a mask what you seems to protect you.

Remain calm even in the mist of mistrust and accusations. Your integrity and track records will surely speak for you.

The more we're thrown into conflict with each other through engineered distrust, the less able we are to unite against those responsible.

Think and keep quiet among those you don't trust.

Those who pretend as if they don't love you, are the ones who would hate to see you love another person.

Trust isn’t something you can just one day decide to have. Trust cannot be fabricated out of thin air, no matter how one’s will is set to it. Trust has to be earned. And there’s the tragedy of it, the dependence on the other, who is often not up for the challenge, poisoned as he is by the modern individualistic and time-is-money mindset. And thus trust is losing ground more and more until one day it will turn into something rare and obscure and this world has become a severly violent and lonely place, ruled by mistrust and disconnection.

Truthful hearts have clear blue skies permanently hidden and bound to thrive from the accusing mists of doubts and lies." ~ Angelica Hopes ~ an excerpt from If I Could Tell You

When people related by blood were so careful with each other, when they were so very polite, there was soon nothing left to say. Only niceties that meant so little they might as well have been spoken to a complete stranger. Pass the butter, open the door, see you after school, there's rain again, it's sunny, it's cold. Has the dog eaten? Has the window been shut? Where are you going? Why is it I don't know you at all? Such statements did not add up to anything like a family...

While I doubted, I had hope; but now there is no hope left and all the same I doubt everything.

While police internal affairs is allowed to protect corrupt police officers that engage in unethical behaviors, illegal activities or murder, there will always be a genuine mistrust by the common people.

You are unaware of its dark side, though the bright side of evidence of all the false excuses may make you happy that your doubts were true.

I mistrust the satisfaction which makes a display of the possession of Infinity; that is called fatuity in philosophic terms.

Digressions, objections, delight in mockery, carefree mistrust are signs of health.

Flattery has to overcome my mistrust, and it does.

He who has trusted where he ought not will surely mistrust where he ought not.

I always mistrust everything I see, which an image shows me, because I imagine what is beyond it. And what is beyond an image cannot be known.

If you cannot trust yourself, you cannot even trust your mistrust of yourself - so that without this underlying trust in the whole system of nature you are simply paralyzed

It was as if he had come to mistrust words somehow. Words, and the sentiments words carried.

I sweat. If anything comes easy to me I mistrust it.

I think Republicans so mistrust Barack Obama, that if Barack Obama says Putin is terrible, they will be some Republicans who just take the other side.

I would have none of that rigid circumspect charity which is never done without scrutiny, and which always mistrusts the truth of the necessities laid open to it.

One can mistrust one's own senses, but not one's own belief.

Kings are more prone to mistrust the good than the bad; and they are always afraid of the virtues of others.

Mistrust must be acted on, and effective action by the ruled is not solitary and singular, but joint and repeated.

The longer I live the more I mistrust theatricality, the false glamour cast by performance, the more I know its poverty beside the truths we are salvaging from the splitting-open of our lives. -from "Transcendental Etude

Suspicion follows close on mistrust.

Poetry reaches into places in us that we are suppose to ignore or mistrust, that are perceived as subversive or non-useful, in what is fast becoming known as global culture.

The increasing mistrust between the Arab-Muslim peoples and the western world is rooted in the conflict in Palestine.