Quotes About Deception

His displeasure! I am sure I have displeased him, he thinks. Look how he steamed and glared, that day I took a holiday. Look how he pawed the ground and rolled his eyes. This is what Henry does. He uses people up. He takes all they give him and more. When he is finished with them he is noisier and fatter and they are husks or corpses.

He had thought that under their clothes people wore their skin.

History's what people are trying to hide from you, not what they're trying to show you. You search for it in the same way you sift through a landfill: for evidence of what people want to bury.

If Henry is the mirror, he is the pale actor who sheds no lustre of his own, but spins in a reflected light. If the light moves he is gone.

The king's companions are prepared to march. So scented, the courtiers, so urbane: the rustle of silk, the soundless tread of padded shoes. But slaughter is their trade. Like butchers in the shambles, it is what they were reared for. Peace, to them, is just the interval between wars.

Slicing the cranium of her husband, the Marquis of Exeter, and stirring a forefinger in the murk of his intentions.

Sometimes peace looks like war, you cannot tell them apart. . .

You can grow up, not what you would call a person of iron conviction; but you think there are things about you that won't change, beliefs you will always hold, things happening that will go on happening: a world that will do you for as long as you need it. Don't be deceived.

You will see that it is not in your interests to protect the gentlemen who share your sin. Because if the position were reversed, believe me, they would not spare a thought for you.

I could have told him what I wanted, and threatened him. But I encouraged him; I did it so that he would be complicit.

It is much easier to believe lies than the truth." "Why?" asked Janna. "Because lies are manufactured to satisfy the emotions. A mother would rather believe her pretty girl lazy than accept the fact that she's a dumb cluck. Germans would rather believe they were stabbed in the back than that they lost a fair fight. And anyone would rather blame someone else for his misfortunes. The truth is hard. Don't fool with it unless you realize that.

It is much easier to believe lies than the truth." "Why?" asked Janna. "Because lies are manufactured to satisfy the emotions. A mother would rather believe her pretty girl lazy than accept the fact that she's a dumb cluck. Germans would rather believe they were stabbed in the back than that they lost a fair fight. And anyone would rather blame someone else for his misfortunes. The truth is hard.

we don't have trouble overcoming procrastination because we're weak, but because it is duplicitous.

The first casualty when war comes, is truth

That is the taste of a liar!

Major Taniguchi slowly folded up the order, and for the first time I realized that no subterfuge was involved. This was no trick—everything I had heard was real. There was no secret message. The pack became still heavier. We really lost the war! How could they have been so sloppy?

When Akatsu disappeared the fourth time, Shimada started to go look for him, but this time Kozuka and I argued that it was a waste of effort. We did this with the knowledge that Akatsu would eventually tell the enemy everything he knew about our group.

My reaction was that the Yankees had outdone themselves this time. I wondered how on earth they had obtained the photographs. That there was something fishy about the whole thing was beyond doubt, but I could not figure out exactly how the trick had been carried out.

There was also a photograph of "Kozuka-san's Family." Kozuka said, "How do they expect me to believe this? Why would my family be standing in front of a new house that doesn't belong to us?

How readily and thinly we procure these fictional selves, deceiving the world and what we might have become if only we hadn't got in the way, if only we had waited to see what might have become of us.

A corrupt mind turns everything to its advantage.

J'ai toujours imaginé que la franchise et un certain amour de la vérité faisaient partie du fondement même de mon caractère. Or me voici impliqué dans une relation qui fait du mensonge, de la ruse et de la dissimulation des nécessités presque quotidiennes et à ma grande surprise, je découvre que je ne suis pas si mauvais que ça

Men den, som skall bli diktare, är ingenting alls annat än ett åtlöje för Gud och människor, förrän han redan blivit erkänd och berömd. Därför måste han under alla de långa läroåren hänga en falsk skylt över sin dörr och låtsas sysselsätta sig med något som människorna anser aktningsvärt.

Never feel bad when your friends are becoming your enemies They're just tired of pretending