Quotes About Deception

Love is always fake gradually it disappears

...The lies we tell, and let ourselves believe, in the name of love.The first thing you should know is that everyone lies. The second thing is that it matters.

There are two kinds of love: the love that is and the love that isn't.

Love is a noun as well as a verb, a treacherous construct.

deceivers shall always be at the junction of double mindedness

In your mind you are cheating somebody, but in reality you are cheating yourself.

On paper it's perfect.But the thing about paper is: It burns.

I remember all the things we said we'd doAnd how not a single thing we said was true

I was nothing more to him than a prison sentence, trapping him inside my walls and persecuting him for a crime he was tricked into committing.

Love is like a piece of chocalate. It's looks and tastes good, but it's dark. What really matters is the inside.

You're hurt.""No. No, I'm fine. It's not blood. The militiamen were adjusting Sir Lewis's trebuchet, and there was a mishap. You took a melon for me." She smiled, even though her lips trembled.

When you wear a mask, you are not real.

Black hair spilling, blue eyes piercing. Enchanted by the lies that he was singing.

Just because you are a nice guy, doesn't mean you are a good man.

She had died, I just never told her. So still, we walk, eat and sleep together, in fear one day she'll come to realize it.

If you love someone so much in your life, Then they will surely hurt & destroy you from Inside..!!

If it's convenient to love you, you're lying to someone about who you are or what you need.

A year ago I would've been taken in by his chivalry, but now I knew what laid behind the façade: a frog waiting to bite me where it hurt the most given half the chance.

Don't make anybody Use you, be smart, else Dont curse them when they chew u out and throw you, they were smart not you

Because sometimes evil didn't show its ugly self; it could put on the clothes of an ordinary boy. The boy could sit across the table from you, a stray lock of hair hanging in his eyes. He could be doing all the regular things boys do, shoveling in the mashed potatoes, pushing the peas around on his plate, preferring peach cobbler over rhubarb in the late summer while the wasps batted the window screen and the fan on the sideboard rotated.

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It is beyond doubt that this gray reality, this everyday life of ours, is a camouflage for something else.

Surely, she says, encouraging others to lie on our behalves must be a worse sin than lying ourselves.

Això d'animar les altres a mentir en benefici nostre ha de ser un pecat més greu que el de mentir nosaltres mateixes.