Quotes About Deception

Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until they speak.

I woke up this morning and discovered that everything in my apartment had been stolen and replaced with an exact replica. I told my roommate, "Isn't this amazing? Everything in the apartment has been stolen and replaced with an exact replica." He said, "Do I know you?

You took me riding in your rocket gave me a star But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back Down to this cold, cold world

The clothes have no emperor.

Real dread is knowing that your thoughts lie to you, even when you think you are being honest

Jag tycker inte om trohet därför att den är vacker, men därför att den är nödvändig. Den som bedrar en människa dödar henne långsamt.

L'idée me vient finalement que toute consolation ne prenant pas en compte ma liberté est trompeuse, qu'elle n'est que l'image réfléchie de mon désespoir.

Our so-called leaders speak With words they try to jail you The subjugate the meek But it's the rhetoric of failure

Did no-one ever tell you not to trust a fallen angel?" Shemyaza said. "They tell lies.

You were the one that led them a merry dance. Now, I expect, they will want an explanation. I myself am waiting to hear it.

It was neither welcoming nor antagonistic, just a question. I wondered if it would be easier to lie.

Aninka would not speak the words. They would, she felt, turn her tongue black: words of hatred and falsehood.

A young man had come into the garden. Not dead, then, but returned. A sense of recognition flooded through her, she felt her flesh grow hot. It was Khaster. She nearly choked, but after only a moment, she realized it was someone who looked like him, who'd stolen his brother's face.

Archimage Mordryn made a soft sound of assent. He was a massive man, broad of shoulder, built more like a warrior than a priest. His face was kind and avuncular, his voice always gentle. Valraven considered him to be one of the most dangerous men in the Empire.

He had revealed himself as false, yet still some part of her felt it was something from the past, something too dreadful to be articulated which impelled him to do the things he did.

I have loved a thousand times, taken lives, spread dissension, dripped poison into eager ears. I have caused wars, and stopped them. I have created religions, and turned them into jihads. Just the ordinary life of a wandering Grigori, you see?

Seduction takes many forms and not all of them involve the body.

Trust you?" Varencienne laughed coldly. "I would as soon trust a shadow on the wind.

Emilia, you are a bad girl. Is this how you pulled Kashday Murkaster's secrets from him? Pillow talk, they call it, don't they? All the great femme fatales of human history were adept at it.

Beth and I read the message speechlessly; the unctuous words seemed to drip with Avirzah'e's innate sarcasm.

Aninka had no idea what she had been mixed up in, poor child. Neither did Enniel have any intention of enlightening her too fully. She would not understand the implications, and might prove obstructive to his aims.

Rav thought the forced smile on Bayard's face was full of cracks.

Lahash flicked her a glance like a serpent's tongue, black and quick and wet in an otherwise dry countenance.

Perhaps the conspiracy existed only because I had invented it. Perhaps I should forget about it now.