Quotes About Deception

Alanna didn't approve of lying, but in a pinch a lie was sometimes better than the truth.

Sadly for my wedding plans, I learned that Nestor is a bardash. I envy the men who enjoy his favors. He has always treated me with friendship which I now value more than my old romantic feelings.

rosto cupped laddybuck in one hand and grabed the back of my neck with the other pulling me in and kissing me right on the mouth. i should have punched him but his lips were soft and sweet. i will punch him next time. -beka after she realizes that rosto the piper is the new rouge

We build up pretty pictures of men, when we want to be in love. We hate to have them ruined.

Ralon didn't make anyone else put his tack away? Alex wanted to know. You didn't see anything strange? Alanna didn't look up. No. It wasn't strange , she excused her lie mentally. Ralon does things like that all the time.

You get too excited over big flashes, Tunstall. Mages rely on that to make you think they have more power than you.

The god inside the man glanced at Aly. This is your chessboard, I believe, my dear. Aly beamed at him. So it is. And the game begins.

You can smack some people in the face with a haddock and they'll still call it a mouse if a mouse is what they want to see.

If you've a story, make sure it's a whole one, with details close to hand. It's the difference between a successful lie and getting caught. —From A Workbook for a Young Spy, written and illustrated by Aly's father and given to her on her sixth birthday

Who is a bigger idiot than the man who believes the lies he tells himself?

His voice was full of authority. Fana hadn't realized how easy it was to make lies sound plausible. "Can

As they looked at each other, the woman and her daughter, they were not privy to what else the elderly lady had bequeathed. The pretty little bow-tied presents soon to be delivered to all the remaining assistants in the shop. Which each contained the turds of dogs and other, even more prolific, animals.

Conspiracy was all around, wearing a million masks.

Mirrors taught: Perhaps there were always at least two sorts of reality, what you credited, and what was true.

The devilish qualities, not always limited to masks, were awake and stirring.

I saw Volkhavaar who calls himself Kernik, he of the purple and the nails, with his pretty dragon, too.

Flavian Estemba, generally called "Mercurio" by those who knew him, stared toward the street, feigned vertigo, swayed first forward over the drop, next back, and so gracefully and bonelessly fell into the garden, and into the arms of Romulan, who, with a curse, caught him.

The innkeeper told me there had been wasp, buzzing about." "Buzzing?" "Buzz, buzz, my dear. You bribed one of Estemba's servants, I presume to learn my destination. Then came here and sat on a wall till you knew our business." "Something of that, more or less.

What I told you, and what is true, may not be one and the same." "You do delight me. The thought of engineering more rumors seemed unexciting, not to say heavy-handed.

Now let's be going before Susina finishes biting the cash, and comes to ravish you." "You paid her. I'm in your debt-" "Yes, yes, and the sun is a vast light, and the world has four corners, and we are all in Lucifer's net. Out of the trap, mouse. The cheese is eaten.

My felicitations," he said himself aloud, and in Mercurio's tones. "You have got away.

At midday, beaten almost flat by the hammer of the sun, the desert lay in the perfect imitation of one near death. A deception. Life lurked and thrived in its own way just beneath the skin of the desert. Husks, buried shards, last treasures, veins of water, and magic. While at dusk, the dying thing would rise and shake itself, and stretch to receive the cold balm of the stars.

Mevary's obvious attempt to catch him flabbily and disadvantageously in the nude had failed.

The inflexion, the pattern of the words, they were both Mercurio's. Romulan recognized it with a sullen shock, a numbed limb jarred. Saffiro recognized it with fury.