Quotes About Distrust

Since you knew they was goin' to cheat you anyway, I recorded under any name with all of 'em.

I do spend - I feel like I spend about my first 20 minutes at any cocktail party convincing people that I'm not going to harm them in some way.

I mean I could not trust men again. I hated men. I hated humanity. How on earth can people sell each other?

I hesitate to get into the gutter with this guy.

I don't take anything Hillary Clinton is going to say at all as true. I'm not going to take her on her word.

To force a lawyer on a defendant can only lead him to believe that the law contrives against him.

To confess uprightness in one of the opposite party seemed to most men to involve treachery to their own.

During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act.

I hate purity, I hate goodness! I don't want virtue to exist anywhere. I want everyone to be corrupt to the bones.

they had come to a time when no one dared speak his mind, when fierce, growling dogs roamed everywhere, and when you had to watch your comrades torn to pieces after confessing to shocking crimes.

In times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolucionary act.

These people don't see that if you encourage totalitarian methods, the time may come when they will be used against you instead of for you.

The truth, it is felt, becomes untruth when your enemy utters it.

They can't get inside you,' she had said. But they could get inside you.

En tiempos de engaño universal, decir la verdad se convierte en un acto revolucionario".

O'Brien lo había torturado casi hasta enloquecerlo y era seguro que dentro de un rato le haría matar. Pero no importaba. En cierto sentido, más allá de la amistad, eran íntimos

One of these days, thought Winston with sudden deep conviction, Syme will be vaporized. He is too intelligent. He sees too clearly and speaks too plainly. The Party does not like such people. One day he will disappear. It is written in his face.

Anything that hinted at corruption always filled him with a wild hope

Goldstein was delivering his usual venomous attack upon the doctrines of the Party—an attack so exaggerated and perverse that a child should have been able to see through it, and yet just plausible enough to fill one with an alarmed feeling that other people, less level-headed than oneself, might be taken in by it.

I hate purity, I hate goodness, I don't want any virtue to exist anywhere. I want everyone to be corrupt to the bones.

Winston kept his back turned to the telescreen. It was safer; though, as he well knew, even a back can be revealing.

You had to live—did live, from habit that became instinct—in the assumption that every sound you made was overheard, and, except in darkness, every movement scrutinised.

It was almost normal for people over thirty to be frightened of their own children. And with good reason, for hardly a week passed in which the Times did not carry a paragraph describing how some eavesdropping little sneak—"child hero" was the phrase generally used—had overheard some compromising remark and denounced his parents to the Thought Police.

Trust a snake before a Jew and a Jew before a Greek, but don't trust an Armenian