Quotes About Deception

Charmers are charming, but that's all they are.

Good." said Hazel. "Boy son the Internet lie." "All boys lie," Ben said. "And all girls lie, too. I lie. You lie. Don't pretend you don't.

I have done the thing, and now I must live with what I have done. I have lied and I have betrayed and I have triumphed. If only there was someone to congratulate me.

Mortals are liars,' the Unseelie queen says with a snort. 'That doesn't mean everything they say is a lie,' I return.

LET ME TELL YOU something about unicorns—they're faeries and faeries aren't to be trusted. Read your storybooks. But maybe you can't get past the rainbows and pastel crap. That's your problem.

You could take the job," Balthazar said. "You want to quit the game for good? Go out in style. Come on, Charlatan, you could steal breath from a body, hate from a heart, the moon from the sky." "Flattery is so unlike you.

Lulled by his conversation, I let myself believe I had fooled him at the very moment he was fooling me. He was as deceptive as the rest of his family. More, maybe. He never let down his guard with me, not once. Too late, I understand what's terrifying about his charm. He seems entirely open when he is unknowable. Every smile is painted on, a mask.

We're enemies, no matter how many jokes he tells or how friendly he seems. Charmers are charming, but that's all they are.

Faeries despise humans as liars, but there are different kinds of lying.

Let me tell you something about unicorns—they're faeries and faeries aren't to be trusted.

Cardan is clever, but it's not a nice kind of cleverness.

For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, Who art as black as hell, as dark as night. —WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, SONNET CXLVII

He peers down at me. 'You're a liar,' he says, eyes glittering with fury. 'A dirty, mortal liar.

His eyes narrow on the blood, and he points the wooden stick at me. 'You seem to have cut yourself.' I wonder if he's surprised that I'm alive. I wonder if he watched the tower the whole time during his luncheon, waiting for the amusing spectacle of me jumping to my death. I take the knife out from under my tunic and show it to him, stained a flinty red. I smile. 'I could cut you, too.

I look to see that it's the worst person possible: Cardan.

Do not fall under Prince Oak's spell,' he warns as the knight climbs up the rocks to us. 'He's not what he seems.

Pride is for knights, I remind myself, not for spies.

Jude, you keep smiling a pleasant smile in front of Madoc, but all I can see anymore is bared teeth.

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You want to know what I did to make him raise me up?' I ask, leaning toward her, close enough that she can feel the warmth of my breath. 'I kissed him on the mouth, and then I threatened to kiss him some more if he didn't do exactly what I wanted.' 'Liar,' she hisses. 'If you're such good friends,' I say, repeating her own words back to her with malicious satisfaction, 'why don't you ask him?

You're awful.' He said it as though he was delighted. 'And the worst part is that you believe otherwise.

Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?" Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment. "No," I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. "Tell me." "I cannot," he says, then frowns.

An unnamed favour is a dangerous thing to give...

What did he offer you?' I ask, like we're all in on the same joke. Yes, it's a gamble. Maybe Cardan didn't offer them anything at all. I try not to seem like I'm holding my breathe. I try not to show how small Cardan makes me feel. The Ghost gives me one of his rare smiles. 'Mostly gold, but also power. Position.' 'A lot of things he hasn't got,' said the Bomb. 'I thought we were friends,' Cardan says halfheartedly.