Quotes About Deception

Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion

They lie deadly that tell you have good faces.

So will I turn her virtue into pitch, And out of her own goodness make the net That shall enmesh them all.

A knavish speech sleeps in a fool's ear.

Conceal me what I am, and be my aid for such disguise as haply shall become the form of my intent.

So may the outward shows be least themselves: The world is still deceived with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being seasoned with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament? There is no vice so simple but assumes Some mark of virtue on his outward parts.

For trust not him that hath once broken faith

The small amount of foolery wise men have makes a great show.

Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.

In thy foul throat thou liest.

Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of Signior Benedick. BEATRICE Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile; and I gave him use for it, a double heart for his single one: marry, once before he won it of me with false dice, therefore your grace may well say I have lost it. DON PEDRO You have put him down, lady, you have put him down. BEATRICE So I would not he should do me, my lord, lest I should prove the mother of fools.

One sees more devils than vast hell can hold

Hide not thy poison with such sugar'd words

Done to death by slanderous tongue

Don't trust the person who has broken faith once.

Too much of water hast thou poor Ophelia, and therefore I forbid my tears. But yet it is our trick, let shame say what it will. when these are gone the women will be out! Adieu my lord, I have a speech of fire that fane would blaze, But that this folly doubts it.

Shall we their fond pageant see? Lord, what fools these mortals be!

I will make thee think thy swan a crow.

We will all laugh at gilded butterflies.

Though those that are betray'd Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor stands in worse case of woe

Young men's love then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.

Lady, shall I lie in your lap? Ophelia: No, my lord. Hamlet: DId you think I meant country matters? Ophelia: I think nothing, my lord. Hamlet: That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs. Ophelia: What is, my lord? Hamlet: Nothing.

For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel: Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him! This was the most unkindest cut of all

Blind is his love and best befits the dark- Benvolio