Quotes About Deception

We take less pains to be happy, than to appear so.

When two people are really happy about one another one can generally assume they are mistaken.

If we have no inner peace, we deceive ourselves into thinking that comfort and prosperity will bring happiness.

Now are ye undeceived. Evil is the nature of mankind. Evil must be your only happiness. Welcome again, my children, to the communion of your race.

The fiction of happiness is propagated by every tongue and confirmed by every look till at last all profess the joy which they do not feel and consent to yield to the general delusion.

One of Satan's most frequently used deceptions is the notion that the commandments of God are meant to restrict freedom and limit happiness.

In short, the world abounds with simple delusions which we may call "happiness", if we be but able to entertain them.

dear today, i spend all of you pretending i'm okay when i'm not, pretending i'm happy when i'm not, pretending about everything to everyone.

Wearing fake happiness is as good as smearing foundation. A bit of moisture drains it all.

The ego is the ultimate conspirator.

Well, I'd rather be unhappy than have the sort of false, lying happiness you were having here.

I AM NOT QUICK, NOT STRONG AS A BRICK, ME NEVER HAPPINESS PICK, IN MY DECISION I STICK, PEOPLE TRY TO TRICK, BUT MY HEART IS THICK.

Loki was trying to look serious, but even so, he was smiling at the corners of his mouth. It was not a reassuring smile.

Fake a smile. No one knows you're broken.

Its always been my tendency to lie to doctors, as if good health consisted only of the ability to fool them.

Jury - A group of 12 people, who, having lied to the judge about their health, hearing, and business engagements, have failed to fool him.

One may wonder indeed whether the pretense of superior health is not itself rapidly becoming a mental aberration.

Kennedy lied and lied about his health while he was alive, even using his father's influence to get into the Navy without ever taking a medical examination.

I saw the bruises, the burns, the cuts— I knew which ones had been done to you by someone you thought you could trust. Someone you thought loved you. I knew which ones you gave yourself.

History repeats itself, but in such cunning disguise that we never detect the resemblance until the damage is done.

History is a set of lies agreed upon.

Tradition usually rests upon something which men did know; history is often the manufacture of the mere liar.

Official history is a matter of believing murderers on their own word.

If we have no other reality beyond the illusion, you too must not count overmuch on your reality as you feel it today, since, like that of yesterday, it may prove an illusion for you tomorrow.