Quotes About Deception

When savage nations are first visited by the civilized, they evince the greatest eagerness to obtain iron, as soon as they have come to know the uses of it, while the Christians who go amongst them, manifest a still greater desire for the possession of gold. To accomplish these mutual ends, the savages resort to cunning, pilfering, and bartering, and their more enlightened brethren to deception, violence, and fraud.

It is impossible to calculate the moral mischief, if I may so express it, that mental lying has produced in society. When a man has so far corrupted and prostituted the chastity of his mind as to subscribe his professional belief to things he does not believe he has prepared himself for the commission of every other crime.

As soon seek roses in December, ice in June, Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff Believe a woman or an epitaph Or any other thing that's false Before you trust in critics.

Even innocence itself has many a wile, And will not dare to trust itself with truth, And love is taught hypocrisy from youth.

Too oft is a smile But the hypocrite's wile, To mask detestation or fear; Give me a soft sigh, Whilst the soultelling eye Is dimm'd, for a time, with a Tear

Polished brass will pass upon more people than rough gold.

Without question, his picture did not do him justice, but again, he was dead when it was taken

Are they as clean as they claim? Or are they only presenting a very neat and falsely polished front?

Confidence is sexy, but sexy does not necessarily make someone confident, competent or able to do what they claim they can. Don't let looks fool you.

In the outside i smile, but deep inside im empty. No one notice how much i have to fake my smiles. It scares me how empty i feel inside.

Cuando un hombre tiene que abusar de la mentira para cumplir con su deber puede estar seguro de que anda equivocado de verdad o de deber.

Because we all lie. Every one of us, and whoever claims they don't is the biggest liar of all.

here's a thing I've learned: Perfection is deception. An illusion. It's a carefully curated but false narrative. The golden family you think you know from the luxury home down the street—they're not who you believe they are. They have faults, secrets. Sometimes dark and terrible ones.

Perfection is deception. An illusion. It's a carefully curated but false narrative. The golden family you think you know from the luxury home down the street—they're not who you believe they are. They have faults, secrets. Sometimes dark and terrible ones.

Why should we always "understand" our abuser, the villains, the mendacity of evil, the people who let

two ways to be fooled, kultaseni, my little gold. One is to believe what isn't true; the other is to refuse to believe what is true.

People see what they want to see, or what they are told to see, and once that picture starts to fill your mind, logic starts bending things to fit. My job is to tell the truth, kultaseni. That is my belief with this newspaper of mine . . . that's why I started it.

The truth is never as dangerous as a lie in the long run.

what's hard to stomach, what's really, really difficult to absorb, is how good people, people you love—friends, parents, children, lovers—do truly terrible things. And how small lies become so big, little snowballs growing into deadly avalanches. And how turning a blind eye over time to seemingly small things can contribute to something so terribly heinous.

He moved into her house allegedly to care for her. Beulah knows he's just after the house. It's a highly valuable piece of luxury waterfront property now. Horton is a caregiver, not a carer. Sometimes she wonders if he's trying to hasten her demise. Horton is Beulah's big regret in life. She bites into the soggy biscuit and wonders what her boy will do with all the family china when she's gone.

mean, she was so not his type. She was this overweight, unattractive thing with bad skin and a bad reputation, and he was blind drunk. Plus he was going out with me. And then when she said she was pregnant with his baby, that's when he confessed it was consensual, and that there were other guys involved. It could have been one of theirs.

Sometimes those closest are the most blind to the Monster who lives among them.

can't believe you just said all that, Daisy," Charley says quietly on the other end. "You just came out and straight out confessed what you did to me—with the Chucky. You admitted you were harassing and terrorizing me into having an abortion, and then you paid me to have one. How much was it again?

People see what they want to see, or what they are told to see, and once that picture starts to fill your mind, logic starts bending things to fit.