Quotes About Deception

People like Aaron act all nice until suddenly they explode and banish some annoying geezer into the void.

It's okay," he informs me. "Your grandfather is teaching me how to play poker." If I know Grandad, that means what he'll really be teaching Sam is how to cheat.

God, I hate you," she says. "So much. Why do boys think that it will be better to lie and tell a girl how much they loved her and how they only dumped her for her own good? That they only tried to rearrange her brain for her own good? Does it make you feel better, Cassel? Does it? Because from my perspective, it really sucks.

For me the curse is a crutch, but the con is everything.

I am a good enough thief to steal a shadow from a tower," she told him. "I can steal back your heart.

Are you sure?" Aidan asked, "Gavriel's still a vampire." "He warned me about you and about them. He didn't have to. I'm not going to repay that by-" she hesitated, then frowned. "What did you call him?" "That's his name," Aidan sighed, "Gavriel. The other vampires, while they were tying me to the bed, they said his name." "Oh." With a final tug she pulled the blanked free and tossed it over to 'Gavriel

There's a tipping point with lies, a point where you've said something so many times that it feels truer than the truth.

All boys lie," Ben said. "And all girls lie,too. I lie. You lie. Don't pretend you don't.

Jude, you can't really think I don't know it's you.

He could no more lie than any of the Folk, but stories were the closest thing to lies the Folk could tell.

Cardan had trusted Nicasia not to hurt him, which was ridiculous, since he well knew that everyone hurts one another and that the people you loved hurt you the most grievously.

Wisdom is for the meek," he returns. "And it seldom helps them as much as they believe it will. After all, as wise as you are, you still married Locke. Of course, perhaps you are wiser than even that—perhaps you're so wise you made yourself a widow, too.

All of Faerie is beautiful like this, with carnage hidden just beneath.

But how did she make you agree?" I demand. "She has no power. She could pretend to be me, but she couldn't force you-" He puts his hand in his long-fingered hands. "She didn't have to command me, Jude. She didn't have to use any magic. I trust you. I trusted you.

You're a liar, Cassel Sharpe. A lying liar who lies.

You okay?" Anton asks, looking at me like he's trying to figure out if I'm drunk. His plans depend on me. I look as blank as possible and hope that it freaks him out. No point in my being the only miserable one.

I wish I could say I was sorry, that I wanted to be honest the whole time, but I didn't. I never wanted to be honest. I just wanted what I told you to be the truth.

He was as honest as any criminal can hope to be.

I have asked you to lie to me in the past, in this very room, but I would beg you not to lie now.

I want to tell you so many lies," he says.

He had green eyes so clear and bright that they made you think of poisonous drinks or maybe mouthwash.

Never met a bad decision she wasn't willing to double down on. Had fingers made for picking pockets, a tongue for lying, and a shriveled cherry pit for a heart.

There'd always been something wrong with Charlie Hall. Crooked, from the day she was born. Never met a bad decision she wasn't willing to double down on. Had fingers made for picking pockets, a tongue for lying, and a shriveled cherry pit for a heart. If her shadow had been one of those magic ones, she was pretty sure even that thing would have run away.

Because I don't like being the fool who'd been tricked. I like games, but I hate to lose.