Quotes About Honesty

If you don't say what you're thinking, you end up lying when you really need to speak up

My body knows not to respond to fake love. I guess maybe that's what it means to have been brought up well. Mom

Giocavo a marito e moglie, a padre e figlia, a fare l'adulta, tutto era un gioco per me. Ma era un modo come un altro per cercare di continuare a vivere, e non significava affatto che non fossi sincera.

Now that I come to think of it, I'd never been with a boy I could be totally honest with. Most of the time, the pattern would be that I'd hold back from mentioning something, thinking it wasn't really that important, and he'd insert his own assumptions into that space, interpreting things as he liked.

On nights like this when the air is so clear, you end up saying things you ordinarily wouldn't. Without even noticing what you're doing, you open up your heart and just start talking to the person next to you—you talk as if you have no audience but the glittering stars, far overhead.

I never tell my boyfriend that I'm busy when I'm not. No matter how effective they are, cheap techniques like that just don't agree with me. So it's always okay, it's always all right. In my opinion the surest way to hook a man is to be as open with him as possible.

What a mistake people make who say that the man who won't look you in the eye is not to be trusted! As if mere brazenness were a sign of honesty; really, the theory of decency is the most amusing thing in the world.

Writing graffiti is about the most honest way you can be an artist. It takes no money to do it, you don't need an education to understand it and there's no admission fee.

Graffiti is not the lowest form of art. Despite having to creep about at night and lie to your mum it's actually the most honest artform available.

If you want to say something and have people listen then you have to wear a mask. If you want to be honest then you have to live a lie.

the Sunshine and Shadow design. The Amish A Devoted Christian's Prayer Book contained the prayer, "We pray, O Holy Father, that we might leave behind the night of sin and guilt and ever walk in the shining light of Thy wondrous grace, and cast off the works of darkness, put on the armor of light, and walk honestly as in the day.

We should confess our sins to God, Torilla, but never, if it would hurt them, to other people. . . . If anyone must bear the consequences of a wrong action, it should be the person who had done it.

Integrity isn't something you have in some parts of your life and not in others. You either have it or you don't.

But the truth is incapable of real harm. It is we who do harm, when we refuse to face what is real, because it's uncomfortable or inconvenient.

many who claimed to want the truth actually wanted anything but.

I'm not saying don't do it. I'm just saying don't pretend it's not a big deal when it obviously is.

Men like Stephen don't cheat because they're missing something at home, Christy-Lynn. They cheat because they're missing something inside, so they take what they want and make it theirs, because they need to fill up all that empty space.

Ren, it's really important to share your feelings, you know? Because if you don't, they have a way of coming back to bite you in the butt.

When the truth emerges, it can't be ignored. Nor will it wait.

Confrontation is what happens when you are less than honest and you get caught.

I think the reason that men are so very violent is that they know, deep in themselves, that they're acting out a lie, and so they're furious at being caught up in the lie. But they don't know how to break it…. They're in a rage because they are acting out a lie—which means that in some deep part of themselves they want to be delivered from it, are homesick for the truth.

She'd never learned to censor herself.

The Storm Pages became my route to self-revelation. In them I experienced events of the day in slow motion, more powerfully in retrospect than I could as they whizzed by in real time. I dared to be truthful, to record not what I wished I had felt but what I, in truth, actually did feel. Writing had become a way of honoring my authentic selves.

You must get hurt a lot," he murmured. She looked at him in surprise. "Why do you say that?" "Because you don't hide anything. You put yourself out there for the world to like or dislike.