Quotes About Deception

Whence but from heaven, could men unskilled in arts, In several ages born, in several parts, Weave such agreeing truths? Or how, or why, Should all conspire to cheat us with a lie?

When I consider life, 't is all a cheat. Yet fool'd with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay. To-morrow 's falser than the former day; Lies worse, and while it says we shall be blest With some new joys, cuts off what we possest. Strange cozenage! none would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And from the dregs of life think to receive What the first sprightly running could not give.

When I consider life, 't is all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit, Trust on and think to-morrow will repay; To-morrow's falser than the former day.

Thus, in a Pageant Show, a Plot is made; And Peace it self is War in Masquerade.

When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.

But, when to Sin our byast Nature leans, The carefull Devil is still at hand with means. - Ama yanl? Tabiat?m?z günaha meylettiÄŸi zaman Gerekli araçlarla ç?kagelir uyan?k Åžeytan.

Most of what you encounter when you meet a man is a facade, an elaborate fig leaf, a brilliant disguise.

He is on a mission to rescue a people who are so utterly deceived most of them don't even want to be rescued.

They follow the Hitler line - no matter how big the lie; repeat it often enough and the masses will regard it as the truth.

History is littered with rulers and their rivals brought down by poison.

Duty largely consists of pretending that the trivial is critical.

He's not human; he's an empty space disguised as a human.

People won't admit it, they're too busy grabbing to see that the lights have fused. They can't see the darkness and the spider-face beyond and the great web of it all. That there's always this if you scratch at the surface of happiness and goodness. The black and the black and the black.

As if I'd lit a fire in the darkness to try and warm us. And all I'd done was to see his real face by it.

I know I can't do things like love by halves, I know I have love pent up in me, I shall throw myself away, lose my heart and my body and my mind and soul to some cad like G.P. Who'll betray me. I feel it.

He said, men are vile. I said, the vilest thing about them is that they can say that with a smile on their faces.

Ne considera, pe mine si pe fete, imaturi si naivi, dar noi ne puteam dovedi de zece ori mai perfizi decat el, tocmai pentru ca eram englezi - nascuti pentru a purta masca si educati de mici sa mintim.

He uses my heart. Then turns and tramples on it.

Duty largely consists of pretending that the trivial is critical, and I was never accomplished at that. 'I

And I'll tell you what a modern satyr is. He's someone who invents a woman on paper so that he can force her to say and do things no real woman in her right mind ever would.

The height the dupe has fallen is measured by his anger.

I have hope. But it's all an illusion.

and like most people who have spent much of their adult life being emotionally dishonest, I overcalculated the sympathy a final being honest would bring

Tenho, com frequência, uma estranha ilusão: julgo que me tomei surda. Cuido então de fazer um ruído para saber que não é verdade. Tenho de tossir, por exemplo, para verificar que ouço normalmente. É como a mocinha japonesa que encontraram nas ruínas de Hiroshima. Estava tudo morto, e ela cantava para a sua boneca.