Claudia Rankine Quotes

I always have issues with trust.

There's nobody to believe in anymore, nobody to trust.

It's hard to care deeply for something that might turn on you and eat you.

It's become hard for me to trust people and though I'm the type to go, 'everybody is born good,' you come to question that.

Why do I doubt her? Perhaps she is just very sensitive, and hypersensitive people are false when others doubt them; they waver. And one thinks them insincere. Yet I want to believe her. At the same time it does not seem so very important that she should love me. It is not her role. I am so filled with my love of her. And at the same time I feel that I am dying. Our love would be death. The embrace of imaginings.

I am affected, not because you have deceived me, but because I can no longer believe in you.

Smoke You stand infront of me, pretending to be solid, but you are nothing more than smoke and mirors. You said you'd never leave, that you would care for us forever, but now you claim you cannot stay? That you've been called away. When you go, who will i turn to when it all crashes down? Tell me who. Then tell me, how I can believe anone again, if all your promises have been lies.

Every year in my life, I trust fewer and fewer people.

Sometimes you don't know who you can and cannot trust. I still learn that over and over again.

When a man is in love, he doubts, very often, what he most firmly believes.

If somebody says they are going to do something - and then later they don't - it affects me a lot, and I lose confidence in them.

I have trust issues.

It is very difficult to trust anyone and I always find that hard in relationships.

I always have doubts. I am weary of people.

It's hard to trust people when your own friends seem to think poorly of you.

I grew up with the idealistic notion that writing and literature were noble causes. I had no inkling, no sense of what I would eventually encounter in terms of people who weren't being sincere. I'm not saying that it happens always or a lot, but it happens enough that sometimes it makes me feel a little queasy.

That's the trouble with having the whole world love you. One day, you wake up and it's flirting with your best friend instead. And you don't know what to do. You're thrown.

Never trust anyone, Daniel, especially the people you admire. Those are the ones who will make you suffer the worst blows.

Insecurity breeds treachery: if you are kind to people who hate themselves, they will hate you as well.

I know you love me, but I don't know why. I look at you and I just can't get why it's me. Every time I get my balance, I lose it again. Because it shouldn't be me, and I think it'd kill me if you ever figured that out.

Sometimes things don't turn out the way you want them to, Haven. Sometimes the people you choose to believe are wrong.

Why do I feel like I can't trust you anymore?' I wanted him to lash out. I wanted him to fight, to protest, to argue- to do anything but look deeper into my eyes and say, 'because the Gallagher Academy doesn't admit fools

There's really kind of nobody we can trust.

It's the sort of subject that always interests me: jealousy and the language of suspicion and guilt. I think it interests people.

I think that you are the liar!" I say, my voice quaking. "You tell me you love me, you trust me, you think I'm more perceptive than the average person. And the first second that belief in my perceptiveness, that trust, that love is put to the test, it falls apart." I am crying now, but I am not ashamed of the tears shining on my cheeks or the thickness of my voice. "So you must have lied when you told me all those things... you must have, because I can't believe your love is really that feeble.