Quotes About Deception

As soon as I humbled myself and submitted to the Lord, He exposed the lies the Devil had told me and evaporated them in the light of His truth. Through my bitterness and unresolved anger, I had allowed the Devil to show me my wife through his evil eyes.

The Devil makes easy prey of people who emotionally navigate their lives and marriages

sinful motive often hides itself under the mask of reverence for another virtue.")

Perception can sometimes lead to perversion" Beware

What was the value, really, of an alibi between lovers, friends, or family members? Idea for greeting card: 'Will You Be My Alibi?

An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast; a wild beast may wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind.—Buddha

Thou canst not joke an Enemy into a Friend; but thou may'st a Friend into an Enemy.— Benjamin Franklin

Beware of false knowledge; it is more dangerous than ignorance.—George Bernard Shaw

The next time someone lies to your face, tell them that Boo You Lieeeeee...

I'm lying in my room listening to the birds outside. I used to think they sang because they were happy. But then I learned on a nature show they're really showing off. Trying to lure in some other bird so they can mate with it. Or let the other birds know not to get too close to their turf. I wish I never watched that show, because now all I think about is what those pretty sounds mean. And how they're not pretty at all.

She had this chant, "All will be well, all will be well." I started to believe them, but the whole thing was a scam. It was just some stupid thing to say to make me believe life isn't unfair. And just when I thought life was perfect, it became unbearable again.

Leah used me. She picked me because somehow she knew I would keep her secrets. Somehow she knew I would do whatever she wanted. She knew I wouldn't stop her. Somehow she knew… . She knew part of me would like it.

Na própria precisão com que outras passagens lembradas se oferecem, de entre impressões confusas, talvez se agite a maligna astúcia da porção escura de nós mesmos, que tenta incmpreensivelmente enganar-nos, ou, pelo menos, retardar, que prescutemos qualquer verdade.

Ah, o tempo é o mágico de todas as traições... E os próprios olhos, de cada um de nós, padecem viciação de origem, defeitos com que cresceram e a que se afizeram mais e mais.

O demônio esbarra manso mansinho, se fazendo de apeado, tanto tristonho, e, o senhor pára próximo – aí então ele desanda em pulos e prazeres de dansa, falando grosso, querendo abraçar e grossas caretas – boca alargada. Porque ele é – é dôido sem cura. Todo perigo.

Crime, que sei, é fazer traição, ser ladrão de cavalos ou de gado... não cumprir a palavra...

Crime, que sei, é fazer traição, ser ladrão de cavalos ou de gado... não cumprir a palavra..." — "Sempre eu cumpro a palavra dada!" — gritou de lá Zé Bebelo.

Os olhos, por enquanto, são a porta do engano; duvide deles, dos seus, não de mim.

Agora, nunca ter querido dar uma escapulidinha de vez em quando, nunca ter fantasiado uma trepada fora é mentira. Mentira que muito raramente pode ser sincera, mas, mesmo nestes casos, não deixa de ser mentira.

Então conto-lhes um par de histórias, que é de mentiras e patranhas que se faz a narração da guerra.

Ellie: "You could lie to me. You could tell me to be encouraged, that good will triumph over evil." Richard: "Good will triumph over evil." Ellie: "Liar.

She studied my face. I rubbed my eyes. "I'm fine," I assured her. That was five months ago. I wasn't fine then and I'm not fine now. (Thwonk)

Millstone sputtered, "I don't know where you're getting your information, G.T., but that's as bogus as a barking cat!

La perfección es algo maravilloso, pero es una mentira, porque no existe.