Never trust anyone, Daniel, especially the people you admire. Those are the ones who will make you suffer the worst blows.
Betrayal was the greatest of all crimes, for it took all that was human within a person and made it a thing of pain. In the face of that, murder itself was surcease: it was quick, and it ended the anguish and despair of a life without hope.
By heaven you have destroyed me, my friends!
You took a poison arrow and you aimed it at my heart. It's heavy and it's bitter, and it's tearing me apart.
In a restless heart the seed of betrayal lay.
The most likely person to kill you is your wife, but that probably won't happen. What probably will happen is a million little betrayals of varying degrees of pain, brought on by people you love, the only ones who really can hurt you.
We've all gone through some kind of betrayal, whether it's with a boyfriend or a friend or a family member. That's why this is so relatable to everybody because we all know what it feels like to feel that betrayal.
I loved you and you destroyed me. You took my heart and ripped it up. You might as well have staked me.
