Quotes About Deception

You ever hear somebody blithely say something so amazingly plastered over with bullshit it just makes your eyes bug?

Sometimes the truth, told right, was the best lie.

Butter wouldn't have melted my smile, I swear.

Perceval smiled inside, but she would not let her lips curve. No one must see her mirth at an execution-no one except the executed, who would know it without being shown.

I can see the mouse's tail through thy teeth.

There," Murchaud said, tapping the cool surface the Darkling Glass. "There's is your cellar, Master Poet, and there is your oubliette." "Not mine, surely.

He's setting you up, Jenny. Damn. Has set you up.

What the Faeries touch cannot be trusted, and they tell naught but lies wrapped in the skin of truth. Wolves in wool coats.

He plays the white and black pieces both, a double game that defies all understanding.

Pure white light enfold him and he smiled at the lie.

Do not believe in angels, Rien Conn, for they are all corrupted by the lies of the Builders, as your forebears were corrupted, too.

Mingan's cold little smile continued, twisting on his lips.

Mingan smiled and set Cathoair down, deceptively gentle. The Wolf leaned him against the wall, barely upright…and grabbed his chin in one hand, and the nape of his neck in the other.

She hadn't trusted anyone, not since Patience. Not since Moon Morrow's confidential secretary had turned out to be not so confidential after all.

Perfidious candle-flicker," he said in a hush. "Remember me.

Christian smiled the sort of smile that vampires might affect, to hide their fangs.

Fortunately for terrible spies, most people are terrible observers.

Elena might think she was the saltspider at the center of the web, but Lesa couldn't allow her to recognize all the layers of machinations here.

Garrett didn't miss the jeweled-serpent glitter in the man's eyes.

Lies are stories.

The mirrors of his face gleamed all the wrong ways when he smiled.

There's something about Richard that's hard to get used to, when you've been dealing with the likes of Valens, and I don't know how to describe it. They both delight in tricking people, in holding all the cards.

The Devil might claim he could not see in human hearts. But Lucifer was, after all, the Prince of Lies. And when those lies went clothed in truth, so much the better.

If it's your fault, you weren't just a helpless dupe, right? But if somebody else tells you that you weren't a helpless dupe, you get angry.