When you play a concerto with a small orchestra, you don’t feel it is as important as Carnegie Hall. You try to work out all the little problems. Once that’s all done, trust comes in.

You just have to trust your instincts and hope that if someone doesn’t like your idea, you can prove them wrong in the final process. In the end, you can please some of the people some of the time, but that’s about all you can do.

Racial profiling punishes innocent individuals for the past actions of those who look and sound like them. It misdirects crucial resources and undercuts the trust needed between law enforcement and the communities they serve. It has no place in our national discourse, and no place in our nation’s police departments.

If its not done ethically, advertising won’t be trusted. If consumers don’t trust it, advertising is pointless.

Our authorities leave us no doubt that the trust lodged with the oligarchy was sometimes abused, but it certainly ought not to be regarded as a mere usurpation or engine of tyranny.

Jim Bakker came along. He said, Jessica Hahn, listen. You’re a virgin. As God as my witness. He said, We need a girl that we can trust.

How can people trust the harvest, unless they see it sown?

Trust your gut instinct over spreadsheets. There are too many variables in the real world that you simply can’t put into a spreadsheet. Spreadsheets spit out results from your inexact assumptions and give you a false sense of security. In most cases, your heart and gut are still your best guide.

Like, you can find your dream, if you firmly believe. You have to have the innocence, and you have to have the daringness to trust.