Quotes About Deception

If you wait too long for the right moment to tell somebody the truth, it's practically the same as lying.

Stealing, you'll go far in life. Actually, there is something funny about getting away with it.

DeMarco told her how he'd gone to Senator Beecham's chief of staff and how he'd videotaped Tony Benedetto telling all the things that Quinn had done—and then how Tony had betrayed him.

Theology, it turns out, is Satan's favorite game.

Well, yeah, you listen to a talking snake and there's gonna be trouble.

When the people are being beaten with a stick, they are not much happier if it is called "the People's Stick."

There is no horror, no cruelty, sacrilege, or perjury, no imposture, no infamous transaction, no cynical robbery, no bold plunder or shabby betrayal that has not been or is not daily being perpetrated by the representatives of the states, under no other pretext than those elastic words, so convenient and yet so terrible: "for reasons of state."

I was not extremely patriotic about Mother Russia. I played their game, pretending. You have to deal with, you know, party people, KGB. Horrifying.

I hated life in the Soviet Union. You had to pretend something you didn't feel.

The trouble with truth is that not only does truth stink; it usually does not exist.

The tongue can conceal the truth, but the eyes never! You're asked an unexpected question, you don't even flinch, it takes just a second to get yourself under control, you know just what you have to say to hide the truth, and you speak very convincingly, and nothing in your face twitches to give you away. But the truth, alas, has been disturbed by the question, and it rises up from the depths of your soul to flicker in your eyes and all is lost.

The tongue may hide the truth but the eyes—never!

You must take your opponent into a deep dark forest where 2+2=5, and the path leading out is only wide enough for one.

Los Angeles is the home of the three little white lies: "The Ferrari is paid for," "The mortgage is assumable," and "It's just a cold sore!"

There is one and only one social responsibility of business–to use it resources and engage in activities designed to increase its profits so long as it stays within the rules of the game, which is to say, engages in open and free competition without deception or fraud

Aren't liars just storytellers who hate themselves?

He walked until he couldn't hear her scream his name anymore. He walked rigidly and calmly, not believing that a person you loved - yes he has loved her - could end up being someone you never knew.

As far as he was concerned, the whole religion thing was a racket for overeducated men who didn't want to do real work.

he was the clean wrapper for a filthy deed.

I've seen this many times. Girls think they'll have the upper hand because these kinds of men seem so pliable, when in fact, the girls are the ones who end up paying bitterly for their mistakes. The Lord forgives, but the world does not forgive.

not believing that a person you loved—yes, he had loved her—could end up being someone you never knew.

My version of an Irish exit has an air of deception to it, because it includes my asking loudly, "Where's the bathroom?" and making theatrical looking-around gestures like a lost foreign tourist. But then, instead of finding the bathroom, I sneakily grab my coat and leave.

I have a comedy writer friend, Sandy, whose husband left her for another woman the moment his restaurant (which Sandy had invested in and made possible) became successful. It was kind of the worst story anyone had ever heard, a betrayal that, had it happened to me, I would've driven slowly around downtown Los Angeles at night in my car with my windows rolled down, trying to solicit a hit man to murder my husband.

Losing friends is hard, but losing fake friends, as it turns out, is pretty damn easy.