Quotes About Deception

The announcement of a vast project is always its betrayal.

cela fait si longtemps que ça dure que j'ai cessé de me demander si c'est dans la haine ou dans l'amour que nous trouvons la force de continuer cette vie mensongère, que nous puisons l'énergie formidable qui nous permet encore de souffrir, et d'espérer.

Pero tú, pobre Dédalo, no tenías laberinto. Falso prisionero, tu puerta estaba abierta.

I felt for too long anyway that there was something creaky about this story. You needn't try to understand, but when all the material clues manage to confuse matters rather than clarify them, it means they've been faked … and everything, without exception, is fake in this case. It all creaked.

I don't know what you may have seen fit to tell her, Venetia, but so far as I understand it you could think of nothing better to do than to beguile her with some farrago about wishing Damerel to strew rose-leaves for you to walk on! Damerel, who had resumed his seat, had been staring moodily into the fire, but at these words he looked up quickly. Rose-leaves? His eyes went to Venetia's face, wickedly quizzing her. But my dear girl, at this season? Be quiet, you wretch! she said, blushing.

Did you imagine that you would make me believe ill of Sophy with your foolish and spiteful letter!' he demanded. 'You have tried to set me against her from the outset, but you over-reached yourself today, my girl! How dared you write in such terms to me! How could you have been so crassly stupid as to suppose that Sophy could ever need your countenance to set her right in the eyes of the world, or that I would believe one word of slander against her?

Miss Grantham's sense of humour got the better of her at this point, and, tottering towards a chair, she sank into it, exclaiming in tragic accents:'Oh Heavens! I am betrayed!' His lordship blenched; both he and Miss Laxton regarded her with guilty dismay. Miss Grantham buried her face in her handkerchief, and uttered one shattering word: 'Wretch!

Miss Grantham gave a shriek. 'You have trifled with me!' she said, into the folds of her handkerchief. 'You promised me marriage, and now you mean to cast me off for Another!

You've no more for me than I have for you." Considerably disconcerted by this direct attack, she stammered: "How can you say so? When I am sure I have always been most sincerely attached to you!" "You deceive yourself, sister: not to me, but to my purse!

I didn't smuggle the dog into the country; I merely caused him to be smuggled out of Baluchistan.

She walked home', explained Sir Roland. 'We were walking home, weren't we? Very well, then. She walked home. Passed Lethbridge's house. Went in. Hit him on the head with the poker. Came out. Met us in the street. There you are. Plain as a pikestaff.' 'Well, I don't know,' said the Viscount. 'Seems queer to me.

In this case, said Randall unpleasantly, it affords me purer gratification to dwell upon the thought of my dear Aunt Gertrude duped and betrayed. Your aunt doesn't suffer throught it! What a pity! said Randall.

If you had not done such a shabby thing to me I would not have had you kidnapped.

If I must consort with rogues [...] I own I like them to be in the grand manner.

You can't go about smelling of April and May, the pair of you, and then expect to gull people into thinking you don't mean to get riveted!

Simplicity was abhorrent to his lordship; he revelled in a net-work of intrigue; he loved to accomplish the impossible.

Frederica tells the park-keepers that Lufra is a purebred Barcelona collie. Alverstoke catches on and says No, Frederica! I TOLD you--it is a HOUND, from Baluchistan! She: Oh, you might have mentioned it was from ASIA! Very remote; the dog had to be smuggled out because the natives were hostile.

You have had Ravenscar murdered, and hidden his body in my cellar! uttered her ladyship, sinking into a chair. We shall all be ruined! I knew it! My dear ma'am it is no such thing! Deborah said amused. He is not dead I assure you!

Nothing more likely,said Hannasyde. I've got to try and rattle him. It's him that'll do the rattling,said the Sergeant darkly. he's the nearest thing to a snake I've seen outside of the Zoo.

Surprise is the essence of attack!

Who are you? Or should I first present myself to you? I'm Damerel, you know.' 'Yes, so I supposed, at the outset of our delightful acquaintance. Later, of course, I was sure of it.' 'Oh, oh – ! My reputation, Iago, my reputation!' he exclaimed, laughing again.

I too have been badly deceived in myself, he said, shaking his head. Would you believe it?—I had no notion that I was such a monster of inhumanity as I have proved myself to be

You're more prejudiced against Paul Mansell than I've ever known you to be against anyone, said Hannasyde. Not prejudiced,said the Sergeant firmly. I never let myself get prejudiced. All I say is, that he's a nasty, slimy, double-faced tick who'd murder his own grandmother if he saw a bit of money to be got out of it.

Martin,' interrupted Gervase, 'why were you stunned, kept in durance vile, and finally rolled into a sand-pit?