Quotes About Manipulation

If I could only make her fall in love with me. Pretend to be a writer and just fuck her and have her cook for me. I would never have to write I'd just pretend.

Beautiful lies. That's what they needed. People were fools. It was going to be easy for me.

So, that's what they wanted: lies. Beautiful lies. That's what they needed. People were fools.

So that's what they wanted: lies. Beautiful lies. That's what they needed. People were fools. It was going to be easy for me.

If you managed to fool a man, it doesn't mean he's a fool, it means you were trusted more than you deserve.

Dazzled as he was, Cortés was also aware that with a single command Motecuhzoma could order his army "to obliterate all memory of us." The Spaniards counteracted this threat by inventing a pretext to seize the tlatoani in his own palace, making him first their captive and then their puppet.

oftentimes these ministers of darkness tell us truths in little things, to betray us into deeds of greatest consequence.

Some in clandestine companies combine; Erect new stocks to trade beyond the line; With air and empty names beguile the town, And raise new credits first, then cry 'em down; Divide the empty nothing into shares, And set the crowd together by the ears. – Defoe

Do you think they killed Oswald?" "No," Christopher said. "If I'm right about how they handled him, it would have been wasteful. He didn't know who they were. They must have told him they'd get him out after the shooting, set him up as a hero under a fake identity. He would have believed that.

Like all good intelligence officers, Webster knew how to form friendships and use the friends he made. No human action surprised him or touched his emotions.

numbers have a hold on us. They are powerful—almost mystical. Because we think that numbers represent truth, it's hard for us to imagine that a number can be made to lie.

the ads made me feel bilious and love-stricken, invaded and debauched by a coldly mechanical lust for whatever fetish the desire machines were pushing at their victims at any given instant.

The PM smiles, and for a moment I see a flickering vision where His face should be: an onion-skin Matryoshka doll of circular shark-toothed maws, lizard-man faces, and insectile hunger. "A word in my study if you don't mind. Right this way.

The bastard knows I need to know what he knows and he knows I can't say no.

What better way to weaken a powerful enemy than to get it fighting itself?

messing around with the structure of space-time in order to find a way around the Beckenstein bound.

zimboe—a zombie with no self-awareness, but programmed to claim to be aware in an attempt to deceive the truly conscious beings around it.

there's a point at which sufficient incompetence is malice.

We are all puppets in the hands of Fate, and seldom see the strings that move us.

But who says that everyone using statistics is smart or honest? As mentioned, this book began as an homage to How to Lie with Statistics, which was first published in 1954 and has sold over a million copies.

I have often felt that I am being watched. That my life is being witnessed by unseen forces, that adjustments are made as these forces see fit, to thwart me, to humiliate me.

A truth is what it is. A lie, a thought out deception more brutal than a truth could ever be.

Sara: You have no scruples about taking a woman from the man you believe she loves? Nick: I'd take you from my own brother. I don't give a damn how I get you, so long as I do.

Sara: You have no scruples about taking a woman from the man you believe she loves? Nick: I'd take you from my own brother. I don't give a damn how I get you, so long as I do.