Never trust he who trusts everyone.
This body made of flesh is subject to death. If it is not washed for a single day, it stinks. We cannot trust the human body.
A body of men, holding themselves accountable to nobody, ought not to be trusted by any body.
Never trust them, never trust them. They can't be trusted.
I don't trust words. I trust pictures.
Trust your instincts, trust your judgment.
The man who trusts womankind trusts deceivers.
I trust, and nothing that happens disturbs my trust.
…he knew there wasn't a soul in the mob he could trust – except perhaps Dallow. That didn't matter. You couldn't make mistakes when you trusted nobody.
When we give trust, we receive trust. And people who trust us pay attention to us.