“My trust in you is broken and I am plunged into despair for the animals.”

“For someone like myself in whom the ability to trust others is so cracked and broken that I am wretchedly timid and am forever trying to read the expression on people's faces.”

“I am afraid of falling into hopeless despair, over my wasted life, and I am still not sure how it happened.”

“There comes a time when the cup of endurance runs over, and men are no longer willing to be plunged into the abyss of despair.”

“I am not made for despair”

“Trust is like that. You can break it for a good reason. But it still remains broken.”

“I trust that it was not a serious dream and then there is nothing now which can be broken.”

“And once trust is broken, it takes a long time to heal—if it ever heals at all. Sadly, during my career, I saw several people—sharp, talented people—lose trust and never regain it.”

“"I am trying to trust," said one to me this past week, who had heard the earth falling on the casket which held the cold form of the dearest human friend, " I am trying to trust," and so I have seen a bird with a broken wing trying to fly. When the heart is broken, all our trying will only increase our pain and unrest. But if, instead of trying to trust, we will press closer to the Comforter, and lean our weary heads upon His sufficient grace, the trust will come without our trying, and the promised "perfect peace" will calm every troubled wave of sorrow.”

“Not iron, trust me,
the heart within my breast. I am all compassion.”