Quotes About Lie

Love is a shadow. How you lie and cry after it

I can give you my personal opinion: love the music, hate the business. It's a screwball business, and there are a lot of players who will straight-up lie to you.

If love is a sin, live a lie. You and Me, until I die.

Is it the sea you hear in me? Its dissatisfactions? Or the voice of nothing, that was your madness? Love is a shadow. How you lie and cry after it.

A lie will gallop halfway round the world before the truth has time to pull its breeches on. —CORDELL HULL, secretary of state to President Franklin Delano R

A lie will gallop halfway round the world before the truth has time to pull its breeches on. —CORDELL HULL, secretary of state to President Franklin Delano Roosevelt

the "word for that kind of lie" is "Hope.

telling them that they're going to be okay. There's a word for that kind of lie. Hope.

I, an alarm, awake as a / rumor of war, / lie stretching into dawn, / unasked and unheeded.

Really,Mia,she said. You know I don't like to contradict your grandmother ... This was the biggest lie I'd heard since the Prince of Liechtenstein told me I waltzed divinely,but I let it slide,on account of Mom's condition.

No it was my choice. It's what I wanted to do. And I knew they'd probably send me to Iraq. It's not like anybody lied to me. She groans. Billy, all these mofos ever do is lie. You think if they halfway told the truth we'd even be in a fucking war? You know what I think, I think we don't deserve to have you guys die for us. No country that lets It's leaders lie like that deserves a single soldier to die for it.

The truth is balance, but the opposite of truth, which is unbalance, may not be a lie.

if Moses had seen the way my friend's face blushes when he's drunk, and his beautiful curls and wonderful hands, he would not have written in his Torah: do not lie with a man

I believe I told you I am utterly serious. I never lie." "Now that is a clanker if ever I heard one." she retorted. "Well, then, I never lie about anything important." Her hands found their way to her hips and she let out a loud, "Harumph.

Individualism is a formidable lie.

The greatest illusion we have is that denial protects us. It's actually the biggest distortion and lie. In fact, staying asleep is what's killing us.

New York is something awful, something monstrous. I like to walk the streets lost, but I recognise that New York is the world's greatest lie.

How is it?" Not like Father used to make. 'Perfect.' Soon, very soon, my lie became the truth. Martinis are like that, especially when shared with someone whose name you have whispered to yourself just for the magic of its sound.

My good lady,' interrupted Clent, 'are you telling me that he is not the Luck? That you have in some way obfuscated the chronology of his nativity?' Seconds passed. A beetle flew into Mistress Leap's hair while she stared at Clent, then it struggled free and flew off again. 'Did you lie about when he was born?' translated Mosca.

In this age of humanism, man is seduced by society with the lie that he can become his own god . . . the New Age movement is polluted with self and it will never bow before God—at least not until Christ returns.

An excuse is a skin of a reason stuffed with a lie.

Picasso said that art is a lie, but a lie that tells the truth.

Telling people the truth relieves one of responsibility. It is then their decision what they do, not yours. It is only when you lie or deceive them that you continue to hold responsibility." Pitr

And when the war broke out, its real horrors, its real dangers, its menace of real death were a blessing compared with the inhuman reign of the lie, and they brought relief because they broke the spell of the dead letter.