Quotes About Deception

Things aren't always as they appear. I've been believing things to be a certain way because I want them to be that way. I build up illusions in my head.

No matter the truth, people see what they want to see.

Adults end up shading things and shading the truth, and you end up lying and telling people what they want to hear.

The truth is . . . you think what people want you to think.

Actors always want you to believe something else even though that's the truth and to do that well it's almost a dying art.

Murky language means someone wants to pick your pocket.

I'm going to give you God's truth, little girl. All men want to do is hurt you. Once you give them your heart, they tear it to shreds." ~Francine Rivers; Redeeming Love

Beware of shadows bearing gifts.

As if true honesty belonged to solitude, since to be witnessed was to perform, and performance was inherently false since it invited expectation.

Evil is at its boldest when it walks an unerring path.

Time promised everything and delivered nothing.

The simple ones aren't simple. The broken ones aren't broken. They are rearranged.

The world was full of lies. And people keep telling us we need them, all in the name of peace. But the peace we got was poison.

Abject misery lies not in what the blanket reveals, but in what it hides.

What frightened Paran most, these days, was that he had grown used to being used. He'd been someone else so many times that he saw a thousand faces, heard a thousand voices, all at war with his own.

He drew a ragged breath. 'You ...' Felisin waited, hoping the life would flee this husk, flee it now, before— 'You ... were ... not what I expected ...' Armour can hide anything until the moment it falls away. Even a child. Especially a child.

In the cruel game of politics, we are brought low by the child within each of us, until every howl is deafening in its abject stupidity, and none can hear the wails of the suffering

Betrayal was the greatest of all crimes in Rallick's mind, for it took all that was human within a person and made it a thing of pain.

The laws are not what they seem. Order is an illusion. It hides its lies in your very eyes, deceiving all they see. Because to see is to change that which is seen. No, none of us will ever see true. We cannot. It is impossible. I give you a life without answers, my children.

We have a talent for disguising greed under the cloak of freedom. As

The art of illusion is grace itself.

Liars will lie, and continue to do so, even beyond being caught out. They will lie, and in time, such liars will convince themselves, will in all self-righteousness divest the liars of culpability. Until comes a time when one final lie is voiced, the one that can only be answered by rage, by cold murder, and on that day, blood

Maybe it all needs tearing apart, every one of those lies. And maybe brutality is what'll make us all equal. Still

Proof that the freedoms once accorded non-Letherii peoples were born of both paternalism and a self-serving posturing as a benign overseer. What is given is taken away, just like that.