Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
Trust
The greatest trust between man and man is the trust of giving counsel.
Bacon—Essays. Of Counsel.
Build a little fence of trust
Around to-day;
Fill the space with loving work,
And therein stay;
Look not through the sheltering bars
Upon to-morrow;
God will help thee bear what comes
Of joy or sorrow.
Mary Frances Butts—Trust.
Who would not rather trust and be deceived?
Eliza Cook—Love On.
Trust in God, and keep your powder dry.
Cromwell. See Blacker—Col. Oliver’s Advice. In Ballads of Ireland. I. 191.
A little trust that when we die
We reap our sowing, and so—Good-bye.
George B. DuMaurier—Trilby. Inscribed on his Memorial Tablet, Hampstead Churchyard.
Dear, I trusted you
As holy men trust God. You could do naught
That was not pure and loving—though the deed
Might pierce me unto death.
George Eliot—The Spanish Gypsy. Bk. III.
Trust men, and they will be true to you; treat them greatly, and they will show themselves great.
Emerson—Essays. On Prudence.
I too
Will cast the spear and leave the rest to Jove.
Homer—Iliad. Bk. XVII. L. 622. Bryant’s trans.
Thou trustest in the staff of this broken reed.
Isaiah. XXXVI. 6.
O holy trust! O endless sense of rest!
Like the beloved John
To lay his head upon the Saviour’s breast,
And thus to journey on!
Longfellow—Hymn. St. 5.
To be trusted is a greater compliment than to be loved.
George MacDonald—The Marquis of Lossie. Ch. IV.
That, in tracing the shade, I shall find out the sun,
Trust to me!
Owen Meredith (Lord Lytton)—Lucile. Pt. II. Canto VI. St. 15.
“Eyes to the blind”
Thou art, O God! Earth I no longer see,
Yet trustfully my spirit looks to thee.
Alice Bradley Neal—Blind. Pt. II.
You may trust him in the dark.
Roman proverb cited by Cicero.
I well believe
Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know;
And so far will I trust thee.
Henry IV. Pt. I. Act II. Sc. 3. L. 114.
Let every eye negotiate for itself,
And trust no agent.
Much Ado About Nothing. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 185.
My life upon her faith!
Othello. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 295.
I am sorry I must never trust thee more,
But count the world a stranger for thy sake:
The private wound is deepest.
Two Gentlemen of Verona. Act V. Sc. 4. L. 69.