Quotes About Deception

I'll remind you of that someday , Maura says. when you're married to a man who once looked into your eyes and promised to forsake all others. I'll remind of that after you've just had his baby and you have postpartum depression and feel as fat as cow and you are pumping milk into a plastic containers in the middle of the night while he's running around with some twenty-two-years old named Lissette. I'll remind you of that. Maura to Jess.

The surprise element of her betrayal was what burned me the most. The fact that I never saw it coming.

But at the time, I honestly didn't think I was hurting anyone, not even myself. I didn't think much at all, in fact. Yes, I was gorgeous and lucky in love, but I truly believed that I was also a decent person who deserved her good fortune.

That nothing can be real when marred with so many lies.

But that's the thing about the sucker punch; the sucker element hurts worse than the punch.

right—secrets and lies are really the same thing

Have you seen it...Singin' in the rain, have you seen it? ...His answer was all in his face, scornful and baffled at once. Money makes me ask stupid questions. He wanted it, of course, because someone else didn't have it. Debbie Reynolds dies in the end, I told him.

When I was four I thought everything in TV was just TV, then I was five and Ma unlied about lots of it being pictures of real and Outside being totally real. Now I'm in Outside but it turns out lots of it isn't real at all.

Adults could be barefaced liars too, of course, and about no subject so much as their own bodies. In Lib's experience, those who wouldn't cheat a shopkeeper by a farthing would lie about how much brandy they drank or whose room they'd entered and what they'd done there. Girls bursting out of their stays denied their condition till the pangs gripped them. Husbands swore blind that their wives' smashed faces were none of their doing. Everybody was a repository of secrets.

Pretending to misremember a name was such a reliable way to annoy.

What does a promise mean, when it's made to a monster?

How illimitable is the gullibility of mankind, especially, it must be said, when combined with provincial ignorance. But Mundus vult decipi, ergo decipiatur; that is to say, "If the world will be gulled, let it be gulled." Thus quoth Petronius, in the days of Our Lord, an aphorism just as pertinent to our own time.

Politicians promise you heaven before election and give you hell after

A la mayoría le importan poco los ideales o la integridad. Lo que anhela es exhibirse. Cuanto más horribles son las contorsiones mentales, mayor es el deleite y los bravos de la masa.

13 Amanda is caught out

We all live in darkness, kept apart from each other by walls easily crossed but full of fake doors . . . --from the poem Epilogue (David Unger translation)

I bet, said Mulch, that you would set the world on fire just to watch it burn. Opal tapped the suggestion into a small electronic notepad on her pocket computer. Thanks for that. Now, tell me everything.

Is that how you're going to take me? Scare me into voluntarily coming aboard, then steal my Ice Cube? It's always cubes with you, noted Foaly, somewhat randomly. What's wrong with a nice sphere?

I just pulled a pretty big job and needed to hide out for awhile. ...Where's all the loot? That, as my cousin Nord would say, is where my improvised lie falls apart. Artemis put two and two together and arrived at a very unpleasant four. You were here to rob me! No, I wasn't. How dare you?!

But even though there were plenty of teeth in the grin, there was no heart.

Holly clambered after him, struggling up the human-size steps. Wait! Just wait, she called, overtaking Artemis and looking him in the eye from one step up. I know you, Artemis. You like to play your genius card close to your chest until the big reveal. And that's worked out for us so far. But this time you need to let me in. I can help. So, tell me the truth, do you have a plan? Artemis met his friend's gaze and lied to her face. No, he said. No plan.

The little boys did as they were told, eager to please their deranged brother. Ici, garcon , they chorused, pudgy fingers raised. And then from the corner of his mouth, Myles whispered to his twin, Artemis simple-toon.

Everything rests on the poisoned wine. If it were just the queen, I could force it down her gullet, but Declan Broekhart would run me through with that damned ceremonial sword, and if his wife's stares were daggers, he'd be dead already.

Of course. Opal is toying with our emotions for her own gratification. Nothing more. She wishes to place herself in a position of power, emotionally.