Quotes About Deception

People only tell lies when the truth is disagreeable to them, or frightens them, or to cover sin.

The very power of evil is that it is not recognizable to us most of the time. It is not repellent at all. It does not attack, it seduces.

People lie to cover their mistakes, and then make even worse ones to cover their lies.

I know this kind of person. I've known them all my life. They get the sympathy of others with what passes for insecurity. But what really motivates them is a vanity so immense most of us can not conceive of it. Insecurity is simply a disguise.

Lascia che ti dica qualcosa su tua madre, sebbene non abbia mai avuto il piacere d'incontrarla. Conosco quel tipo di persona. Ne ho conosciute per tutta la mia vita. Ottengono la simpatia degli altri grazie alla loro apparente insicurezza. Ma ciò che veramente li motiva è una vanità così immensa che la maggior parte di noi non riuscirebbe neppure a immaginarla. L'insicurezza è semplicemente una maschera.

There once was a miller with a daughter as lovely as a grape. He told the king that she could spin gold out of common straw. The king summoned the girl and locked her in a room full of straw and told her to spin it into gold or she would die like a criminal. Poor grape with no one to pick. Luscious and round and sleek. Poor thing. To die and never see Brooklyn. (Rumpelstiltskin)

The boys and girls are one tonight. They unbutton blouses. They unzip flies. They take off shoes. They turn off the light. The glimmering creatures are full of lies. They are eating each other. They are overfed. At night, alone, I marry the bed.

It was built on air and ghosts…it was truly beautiful but it died…because it tried to get real and it was never real.

I am stuffing your mouth with your promises and watching you vomit them out upon my face.

If I am ever in the position where I wish to seduce someone I will simply assure her it's better than rats.

I lied. I do that, you know, when it suits me. I would have thought you'd realized that by now.

She raised her head finally. He looked the same, but then, he always did. She'd seem him kill twice, and he betrayed no reaction at all. He was a monster, not even human. But he was her monster...

It would, of course, have to look like an accident.

In woods where the woodsmen told lies, maybe it was the wolves who told the truth.

She understood. They were plastic flowers of words—but they looked nice on the surface.

It was a beautiful lie that they had all been telling themselves—that you could have magic without monsters.

The woods do not mean you well.

Being nice to that woman is like feeding a baby shark so it can grow big enough to eat you.

Life is an illusion that last too little.

A thief is a thief is a thief.

The decisions we make in our lives—in business, saving and spending, health and lifestyle choices, raising our children, and relationships—easily fit von Neumann's definition of "real games." They involve uncertainty, risk, and occasional deception, prominent elements in poker. Trouble follows when we treat life decisions as if they were chess decisions.

Figure out the hard thing first. Try to solve that as quickly as possible. Beware of false progress.

il y a un chimpanzé sur l'autel, il se révèle ensuite être un ours.

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