Quotes About Deception

white raiders attack their own kind just so it can be blamed on the Cheyenne." Ansley

The apparent facts, if you like. I'm not a philosopher. We lawyers don't deal in ultimate realities. Who knows what they are? We deal in appearances.

What would my grandfather say? Ben thought. Politics is the art of chingando. Chinga aquí, chingá allá, chinga a todos iguales. The art of chingando was very democratic; everybody got screwed.

A DEAD STATESMAN I could not dig: I dared not rob: Therefore I lied to please the mob. Now all my lies are proved untrue And I must face the men I slew. What tale shall serve me here among Mine angry and defrauded young? from EPITAPHS OF THE WAR 1914-18

If any Question why We Died Tell them because our Father's Lied.

I hate and fear snakes, because if you look into the eyes of any snake you will see that it knows all and more of the mystery of man's fall, and that it feels all the contempt that the Devil felt when Adam was evicted from Eden. Besides which its bite is generally fatal, and it twists up trouser legs. (The Return Of Imray)

Ye've a furtive look in your eye - a furtive, sneakin', poachin' look in your eye, that 'ud ruin the reputation of an archangel!

It seems - and who so astonished as they? - that they had held back material facts; that they were guilty of both suppressio veri and suggestio falsi (well-known gods against whom they often offended); further, that they were malignant in their dispositions, untrustworthy in their characters, pernicious and revolutionary in their influences, abandoned to the devils of wilfulness, pride, and a most intolerable conceit. Ninthly, and lastly, they were to have a care and to be very careful.

A liar only lies when he hopes to be believed.

all Desire is Illusion and a new binding upon the Wheel.

Most true is it in the Great Game, for it is by means of women that all plans come to ruin and we lie out in dawning with our throats cut.

He said, Yeah, well, artists are a lot like gangsters. They both know that the official version, the one everyone else believes, is a lie.

His eyes look as if he's pawned his real ones and is wearing paste.

She grieved for her lost daughter and she grieved for herself.  When Cicely uncovered the deception of her adoption, she uncovered a greater deception—that of Charlotte's ambiguous heart.  It was true—Charlotte had wanted her own daughter with a desire beyond reason.  She had wanted a daughter of her own flesh and blood to link her to life.  A connection not based on deeds or shared experiences or love, but something immutable and immortal. She

if the washroom was unreal, then none of what he remembered from that afternoon in the washroom could be real, either.

Forcing the carefully planned lie out with all the casualness he could muster, he said

I know someone said that even a really bad liar tells more truth than lies, but you still can't tell what are lies and what truth, can you?

insinuating approach a child molester would use? "If you

I wonder why people you have to meet have to be such liars. They lie as if their lives depended on it.

She stepped towards the door beneath the sign, then stopped and looked back at him. 'You'll be right here, right?' 'I promise.' 'And you'll stay with me tonight, won't you?' 'Of course. I won't leave you.' I've got to snuff her as soon as possible and get this over with, Kawashima thought as he watched her enter the building.

They say you can't judge a book by its cover, but it's not true. The cover is all you get. But it is true that appearances can be deceptive, surely. Only if you let yourself be influenced by what other people think. If you trust your own feelings, you can judge anybody by the way they look and never go wrong.

Sólo cuando de verdad veías las palabras desaparecer, te dabas cuenta de lo secas y muertas que estaban, como hojas marchitas o dinero viejo y desechado.

Hasta los más hábiles hombres caen, e ignominiosa es su caída cuando en bello ropaje ocultan infames palabras para servir a su avaricia.

Happiness is the greatest hiding place for despair.