“Trust no one unless you have eaten much salt with him.”
“Trust no one at your back unless you want them to bury a knife in it.’ (Syn)”
“Trust me," Cameron cut in, "there ain't a thing wrong with those two unless you count the unusual and exquisite length of their legs.Brooklyn turned a tight-lipped smile on him. "Thanks so much for that penis-driven observation.”
“Never trust a mirror,' his mother had told him. 'They never tell the truth unless you make them.”
“You may feel that you have eaten too much...But this pastry is likefeathers - it is like snow. It is in fact good for you, a digestive!”
“You can never have too many knives, his father had told him. Unless they're pointed at you, and by people who don't like you much. ”