Quotes About Deception

I have committed another crime, Hadley,' he said. 'I have guessed the truth again.

It's all very well to have your eight suspects parading in their endless ring-around-the-rosebush outside the library. That's fine. But give some sensible reason why they were there. If you must shower the room with bus tickets, provide a reason for that too. In other words, construct your story. Your present problem is not to explain the villainy of the guilty: it's to explain the stupidity of the innocent.

There's no keeping anything from you, is there, Devil-face?" she demanded, rolling about in her seat almost gaily. "Now, then, how did you know that?

They got the body out this morning, with a little silver crucifix twined about the neck. She had already written a note which she just addressed 'To the Police Department,' confessing that she had shot LaGarde. She confessed to a crime she did not commit.

The flea, though he kill none, he does all the harm he can.

And swearNo whereLives a woman true, and fair.

Though she were true when you met her. and last till you write your letter, Yet she Will be False, ere I come, to two, or three.

When people try to hide things from you, they shouldn't be nice to you. They ought to ignore you or throw a pie at you or do something other than smile.

Why, lies are like a sticky juice overspreading the world, a living, growing flypaper to catch and gum the wings of every human soul. . . And the little helpless buzzings of honest, liberal, kindly people, aren't they like the thin little noise flies make when they're caught?

Evil tries to hide, like God.

Honor is but an empty bubble.

When I consider life, 'tis all a cheat;Yet, fool'd with hope, men favor the deceit;Trust on, and think tomorrow will repay.Tomorrow's falser than the former day.

For every inch that is not fool is rogue.

In friendship false, implacable in hate,Resolved to ruin or to rule the state.

Your Cleopatra; Dolabella's Cleopatra; every man's Cleopatra.

You see through love, and that deludes your sight, As what is straight seems crooked through the water.

When I consider Life, 'tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay: To-morrow's falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest With some new joys, cuts off what we possesst.

Welcome, thou kind deceiver! Thou best of thieves: who, with an easy key, Dost open life, and, unperceived by us, Even steal us from ourselves.

For you may palm upon us new for old: All, as they say, that glitters, is not gold.

Memory is a rascal.

We can so easily deceive ourselves, mistaking the presence of physical bodies in a crowd for the existence of spiritual life in a community.

Faking your own death is illegal, yet faking your own life is celebrated

Duplicity is necessary in daily life, in that it covers many unpleasant things from sight, so they may not disturb the pleasure of others.

I've been through hell. It's hard to think you have this life, and then all of a sudden - was it a lie? You're struggling because it wasn't real. But I survived. It was hard, but it didn't kill me.