Quotes About Deception

The miracle of order has run out and I am left in an unmiraculous city where anything may happen. I don't need more intimations of disorder. It has to be more than that! Search the smoke for the fire's base. Read from the coals neither success nor despair. This edge of boredom is as bright. I pass it, into the dark rim. There is the deceiving warmth that asks nothing. There are objects lost in double-light.

What is down, then, is a chronicle of incidents with a potential for wholeness they did not have when they occurred; a false picture, again, because they show neither the general spread of our life's fabric, nor the most significant pattern points.

to be courted as princesses for a few weeks, in order to be treated as slaves for the rest of our lives.

Plagiarists are always suspicious of being stolen from, as pickpockets are observed commonly to walk with their hands in their breeches' pockets.

Good and bad men are less than they seem.

He saw a lawyer killing a viper On a dunghill hard, by his own stable And the devil smiled, for it put him in mind Of Cain and his brother, Abel.

Such trouble, when wolves sleep. The lambs think they can play.

Baroness…of all the lies you've told, surely this is the one your should be most ashamed of.

She shook her head slowly. "I don't believe you. You can't be a cop." "Not a cop." "Federal agent?" "FBI." "Even more unlikely." "J. Edgar rolls over in his grave every day, but that's the way it is.

Coburn)"Honor." Gasping, she lowered her arm from over her eyes and looked into his face. "Put your hands on me. Pretend this means something." With a whimper, she wrapped her arms around him and clutched his back, then slid her hands down over his ass and drew him even deeper into her. He groaned, buried his face in the hollow of her neck, and rocked his body against hers. An orgasm burst through her at the same time he came. She pretended nothing.

Betrayal annihilates trust. The more trust there is to begin with, and the more deception is involved, the more damage is done.

Letting someone believe something that is not true produces the same result as saying something false: It is the passive version of lying.

Is nothing faithful in the world. Air itself betray.

frequently for those I treat well are the ones who most of all harm me

It is as if Little Red Riding Hood had asked the wolf: "Dear Grandmother, what is the truth for?" And the wolf had replied: "The truth helps me tell you better lies.

Queens and goddesses forget nothing, except when it suits them.

Happy unions cannot take root under such a cloud of deception and artifice.

Most people wouldn't know the truth if it bit them in the ass and paid for the privilege.

Now," I said, "why don't you come with me and see what I do? Because obviously you don't trust me. And I want you to trust me, Leon," I lied. "It's important to me that you trust me." I didn't care if Leon trusted me. But I did want him to keep paying me.

We can take it. Not everyone can. But I'd rather have the truth, ugly as it is, over every beautiful lie in the world. Because I seen too many times where the lies end up. Here. There.

The truth is a funny thing," Constance said. "Just when you think you've got a hold on it, it slips away.

Psalm 52:3: "You love evil rather than good, and falsehood rather than truth.

The whole thing's illusion, [Jacob], and there's nothing wrong with that. It's what people want from us. It's what they expect.

Life had made her afraid, of words that were no meant, of emotions that were untrue.