Quotes About Deception

The practiced liar also projects her own manipulative, double-dealing facade onto everyone she meets, which makes moving through the world a wary, anxious enterprise. It's hard enough to see what's going on without forcing yourself to look through the wool you've pulled over your own eyes.

I put just a teaspoon of catshit in your sandwich, but you didn't notice it at all." To my mind, a small bit of catshit equals a catshit sandwich, unless I know where the catshit is and can eat around it.

her parents roared around in the masks of monsters. Not

Wendell had looted the trust fund left to her by her grandfather and father, to the tune of six million dollars. And change.

i wonder how many women are painting themselves into movie girls while they sleep angling their faces alien to themselves, an unnecessary surrender to things that kill them, to things that are not real I tell myself in the mirror, applying the second coat of mascara: these things are not real

Not knaves, fools.

You can fool a lot of yourself but you can't fool the soul. That worrier.

life is real, and pain is real, but death is an imposter

When Jack looked up, he saw the woman had pulled off her wig. It was a boy dressed up as a woman! "See, even she's a boy," said Annie. "That's weird.

Loki was a shape changer and a trickster. He could turn into animals like fish, horses, and falcons. At times, Loki helped the gods, but his tricks also made them angry.

The mystery story is two stories in one: the story of what happened and the story of what appeared to happen.

The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil.

Alas! Victor, when falsehood can look so like the truth, who can look so like the truth, who can assure themselves of certain happiness?

Men love a prop so well, that they will lean on a pointed poisoned spear; and such was he, the impostor, who, with fear of hell for his scourge, most ravenous wolf, played the driver to a credulous flock.

His limbs were in proportion, and I had selected his features as beautiful. Beautiful!--Great God! His yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and arteries beneath; his hair was of a lustrous black, and flowing; his teeth of pearly whiteness; but these luxuriances only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that seemed almost of the same colour as the dun-white sockets in which they were set, his shrivelled complexion and straight black lips.

En lo que me fue posible, oculté en lo más profundo del corazón la ansiedad que me consumía y acepté con aparente sinceridad todo lo que proponía mi padre, aunque todo aquello no podía servir sino como decorado de mi tragedia.

Alas! Victor, when falsehood can look so like the truth, who can assure themselves of certain happiness? I feel as if I were walking on the edge of a precipice, towards which thousands are crowding, and endeavouring to plunge me into the abyss.

Alas! Victor, when falsehood can look so like the truth, who can assure themselves of certain happiness?

when falsehood can look so like the truth, who can assure themselves of happiness?

Si la mentira se parece tanto a la verdad, ¿quién puede creer en la felicidad?

Literature and fiction are full of femmes fatales, but there is also an homme fatal, an altogether rarer bird, and pity help the lonely and impressionable female who comes within range of him.

People are straightforward enough, on the whole, till one starts to look for crooked motives, and then, oh boy, how crooked can they be!

But it is even so; the fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even that enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation; I am quite alone.

I am the assassin of those most innocent victims; they died by my machinations.