Quotes About Deception

AÄŸz?mdan ç?kan Tyler'?n sözleri. Halbuki melek gibi adamd?m ben.

So direct and misdirect your reader, but don't tell her the meaning of anything. Not until she gets it wrong in her head.

Por favor, enséñenme una sola cosa en el mundo que sea lo que parece.

Even the garden of Eden was just a big fancy cage...You'll be a slave the rest of your life unless you bite the apple.

It is okay to cry, as long as you fake it.

Peter se Misty hrabal hned v první dávce antikoncep?ních pilulek. Dal jí místo nich skoÃ…â"¢icové bonbony. Druhou dávku jednoduÅ¡e spláchl do záchoda. Ty jsi je spláchl do záchoda. Omylem, jak jsi tvrdil.

It wasn't only the boosted experiences that bothered Rant. It was dipshit kids done up as soldiers and princesses and witches. Eating cake flavored with artificial vanilla. Celebrating a harvest that didn't occur anymore. Fruit punch that came from a factory. A ritual to placate ghosts, or whatever bullshit Halloween does, practiced by people who had no awareness of that. What bothered Rant was the fake, bullshit nature of everything.

Or maybe, just maybe, he got it into his head that he was doing something good. Something righteous. Some of the worst things are done under righteous pretense.

That's a lesson we could stand to learn. Imperials are just like us. Some of them, at least. It's easy to label those who serve the Galactic Empire as pure evil, all enemy, but truth is, a lot of those who do so were either sold a bill of lies, or forced to by threat of pain or death.

People believe any horseshit shoved in their ears long as you say 'terrorist.

The Ravager is not the last weapon. Nor do I even control it. There is … another." His face twitches. "You don't mean …" "I do mean. He's not dead." "But you said he was." "I lied." She shrugs. "This was … all his plan. Wasn't it? I should've seen it. I fell for a trap. We all fell for your trap.

That is an entire box of thermal detonators." "I didn't think they were snow globes." "Can I trust you not to blow us up? You handle those things like a dockworker dropping off a case of potted bantha meat.

Priming that fear engine was key to the campaign's success. And that meant the internet. The internet—the saying went that a lie traveled halfway around the world by the time the truth got its pants on, and the internet only made that faster. The internet gave wings to every lie, while the truth was stuck on the tarmac.

The thing worth noting with manipulators is, curiously, once you realize what they are, they become strikingly easy to manipulate. —

everyone likes to be sold easy promises, don't they?

Los jedi de antaño eran tramposos y mentirosos. Maniacos hambrientos de poder que operaban bajo el disfraz de orden monástico santo. Defensores de la moral, cuya diplomacia era el uso del sable de luz.

Lies are like leashes. Tug them just so, and all who believe them will comply.)

There are no snares more dangerous than those which lurk under the guise of duty or the name of relationship.

I'm always looking for evidence to support my conjecture that celebrity in Hollywood is sort of like a Joel Peter Witkin photograph: It looks like a big lush banquet table filled with abundance and cornucopias, and then if you look at it closer you see that all the fruit is made of wax and that entree in the middle of the table is actually a dead baby.

You can't deceive me with a dream.

The guy I'm thinking of doesn't really look like me-not exactly. It's more that he looks like…like everyone…and no one…all at the same time. It's as if he let go of his true self…so he could play any part…be whomever someone else most desired him to be. I don't see how that could make anyone very happy.

Deception and self-deception are intimately intertwined. We fool ourselves in order to fool others, and we fool others in order to fool ourselves.

The truth of the matter is that I had been knocked so a-cock by the notion that I didn't really care tuppence for Corinna that I wasn't quite certain at the time of my own complete sanity. It comes as the devil of a shock, you see, to realise you've let a milk-and-water miss with a pretty face charm you out of your senses, and that you've been building your life for two years around a girl who never existed except in your own imagination

A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn.