Quotes About Deception

Under that smiling exterior," Casey said ominously as we took our seats, "lies the soul of a ruthless killer.

Honour and courtesy and justice...they are not real, Fitz. We all pretend to them, and hold them to us like shields. But they guard only against folk who carry the same shields. Against those who have discarded them, they are no shields at all, but only additional weapons to use against their victims.

I don't know" "When a man says that, it usually means, "No, I won't but from time to time, I'll toy with the idea, so I can pretend i eventually intend to do it.

FitzChivalry Farseer, too long have you sojourned among the Elderlings, your memory spurned by the very people you saved. Too long have you been in a place where the months pass as if days. Too long have you walked among us in false guise, deprived of your name and your honor. Rise. Turn and face the folk of the Six Duchies, your folk, and be welcomed home at last.

Those were some astounding lies, cub. And the very last one the most inspired of all. You have your father's talent for it.

In politics, appearance matters more than truth.

Everything she sang was true. I will leave it to you as to whether the truth can exist with details omitted, or if those lacks make a lie of it.

If a man hits you once, he'll hit you again, they say. And the same is true for lying. But I stayed, and I listened and I believed. What a fool I've been!

The only lie I ever told her was my undoing, and hers, and the stablemaster's. Such is the power of a lie given to one you love.

The betrayal of a friend differs from the treachery of a lover only in the degree of pain, not the kind.

Oh, and you accuse me of flattery! Here I waddle about like a fat old duck and you try to tell me I'm lovely.

Stop blaming yourself. Someone deceived you and hurt you. You don't need to take on the burden of that. The man who committed the offense is at fault, not the person he wronged

I lied to hurt you. For letting him be dead while you lived. For being loved by him more than he loved me! He loved you more than he ever loved any of the rest of us!

The puppet dances, He turns flips and he jigs. His painted red smile looks happy but he is screaming, for he performs on red-hot coals. His wooden feet begin to smoke. A man comes in with a shining axe. He swings it. I think he will cut off the puppet's burning feet, but instead the axe cuts all his strings. But the man with the axe falls just as swiftly as the puppet leaps away, free.

The next was a girl with her face and arms painted white, in a gown decorated with gilt to mimic golden thread. Gilded, too, was her crown of feathers and rooster heads, and in her hands a scepter that looked more like a feather duster.

I'll be teaching you the nasty, furtive, polite ways to kill people

The shortest distance between a man and his goal was often a lie

Of all the people I could lie to, I'd always been best at lying to myself.

Amber emerged from behind the screen. But it was not Amber who stood before her. Instead, it was a smudge-faced slave girl. A tattoo sprawled across one wind-reddened cheek. A crusty sore encompassed half her upper lip and her left nostril. Her dirty hair was pulling free from a scruffy braid. Her shirt was rough cotton and her bare feet peeked out from under her patched skirts. A dirty bandage bound one of her ankles. Rough canvas work gloves had replaced the lacy ones Amber habitually wore.

This was done by someone who believes himself very clever, and believes others are very stubid.

You are not a prince, you are an assassin. You are not the player, you are the game-piece. And when you make your own moves, you set every other strategy awry and endanger every piece on the board!

fell silent. "When you cut pieces out of the truth to avoid looking like a fool, you end up sounding like a moron instead. Let's start

The diplomacy of the knife.

by all the lies I had ever spoken and all the truths I had made into lies by leaving them unspoken.