Quotes About Deception

Cómo hemos podido no saber, durante tanto tiempo, nada de lo que era y, a pesar de todo, sentarnos a la mesa de todas las cosas y personas que íbamos encontrando a lo largo del camino? Corazones pequeños -los alimentamos con grandes ilusiones y al final del proceso caminamos igual que discípulos hacia Emaús, ciegos, al lado de amigos y amores que no reconocemos -fiándonos de un Dios que ya no sabe nada sobre sí mismo-

The next day I discovered that my stupid ex-girlfriend Lara had the same wounds, and so did my sickly and repressed deskmate Jana. They were the same chameleon! It was then I lost my last certainties. And it is there that I finally found myself. But I didn't recognize me.

Just because something is beautiful doesn´t mean it´s good.

There is nothing worse than deluding yourself and trying to make yourself out to be somebody you're not--somebody you're not comfortable being.

Never trust the enemy that gives you presents

Yes; and remember that two-legged crocodiles are more dangerous that the others.

Look, Fernand, your eyes are better than mine. I believe I see double. You know wine is a deceiver; but I should say it was two lovers walking side by side, and hand in hand. Heaven forgive me, they do not know that we can see them, and they are actually embracing!

People deceive and play games with themselves. Lying to others is bad, but lying to yourself is hopeless.

There was a distinction between lying and telling half-truths, but it was a very narrow one.

Sociopaths are attracted to politics because the see it as a sphere in which you can be ruthless and step all over people. That fact that some politicians can tell such awful lies is another example of sociopathy. Sociopaths lie—they see nothing wrong with it.

What do the Texans say? All hat, no cattle.

Mma Ramotswe did not like lying, but sometimes it was necessary, particularly when faced with people who were promoted beyond their talents.

There are lies you tell with your lips and lies you don't need your lips for. And once people start telling lies, then they become like spiders who weave their web about themselves. They become stuck-caught by the lies all about them. And then they can't get out of the web, no matter how hard they try.

It's just that I think people should be…well, a bit more honest. We don't like being told half-truths. Or being lied to…People can tell, you know. They know when they're being lied to. Politicians find that out – eventually.

You did not squeeze hands when you lied; it could not be done.

People with something to hide wore sunglasses indoors. They were the ones you had to watch very carefully.

As a child she had believed that wrongs would always be righted, that somehow the world would not let the innocent suffer, but now she realised that this was not true. Old oppressors were replaced by new ones, from another distant place or from right next door. Old lies were replaced by new ones, backed up by old threats.

Be very careful of anything that looks too good to be true. Because if it looks too good to be true, that's probably because that's exactly what it is!

People were only too ready to believe things that were manifestly untrue. When it came to remarks that portrayed others in a bad light, people were happy to believe things that showed others to be weak or flawed in some way: we believed that of them because it made us feel better; it was as simple as that.

He looked again at Angel. Her blonde hair, shoulder length, had been tied back with a red ribbon. A red ribbon stood for carnality—of course it did. And her blouse was tight—deliberately so. You don't wear clothes that are tight unless you want to get out of them at the first opportunity—everybody knew that. And her jeans were close-fitting, and even her shoes looked several sizes too small for the feet that were within.

there was any number of men like that, waiting for an attractive girl that they could latch on to and whose life they could slowly destroy.

There's no excuse," said Isabel firmly. "Biscuits are trivial, but lies are not.

There was corruption at every turn, and those who stood for honesty and integrity were more and more vulnerable, more and more isolated amongst the hordes of people who simply had no moral sense. And

love was a form of blindness that closed the eyes to the most glaring faults. You could love a murderer, and simply not believe that your lover would do so much as crush a tick, let alone kill somebody. There would be no point trying to dissuade her.