Quotes About Honesty

I have promised her the truth, knowing that the only real truth comes from God.

then he pushed the call button again and asked, Are you sleeping with anyone? Why is that any business of yours? Because I want to fuck you, Eva. I need to know what's standing in my way, if anything.

I don't blame you. But if there's anything else you have to tell me, now would be the time. He pressed forward, urging me to stretch on the couch. Coming over me, he whispered, I'm in love with you. With everything going wrong, that was the one thing that was totally right. It was enough.

If you don't open up, we're going to lose each other down the road

Are you sleeping with anyone? ....... Because I want to fuck you, Eva. I need to know what's standing in my way, if anything.

Don't take that tone with me, Gideon. I'm tired of being an open book for you while you hoard all your secrets.

I'll clear the room to get your honest opinion, if that's what it takes.

As he'd told me once, he had been the recipient of many I love yous over the years, but he'd never believed them because they hadn't been backed up with truth, trust, and honesty. The words meant little to him, which was why he refused to say them to me. I tried not to let him see how it hurt me that he wouldn't say them. I figured that was an adjustment I'd have to make to be with him.

I want someone who knows everything to be standing with me when you come down the aisle. I don't want there to be any pretense. Not for something this important. When we face each other and say our vows again, I need that to be ... real.

Let the world talk and spread lies. We knew what we had. It didnt need to be qualified, justified or expressed.

Now you are, but I had to pull away to make you do it. Be honest, Gideon, I came along and you realized you had a void in your life that I could fill, and you wanted to put me there and leave the rest of your life as it was.

Wear your heart on your skin in this life.

I also hate people to ask cheerfully how you are when they know you're feeling like hell and expect you to say fine

And I, love, am a pathological liar.

The truth comes to me. The truth loves me.

What I cannot forgive is dishonesty - and no matter what, or how hard, I would rather know the truth of which I today had such a clear & devastating vision from his mouth than hear foul evasions, blurrings and rattiness.

One thing, I try to be honest. And what is revealed is often rather hideously unflattering.

I am not cruel — only truthful.

I am capable of affection for those who reflect my own world. How much of my solicitude for other human beings is real and honest, how much is a feigned lacquer painted on by society, I do not know.

Unless you can be yourself, you won't stay with anyone for long.

I don't really know, I heard myself say. I felt a deep shock, hearing myself say that, because the minute I said it, I knew it was true.

I also hate people to ask cheerfully how you are when they know you're feeling like hell and expect you to say "Fine.

But these seniors said most boys were like that and you couldn't honestly accuse them of anything until you were at least pinned or engaged to be married.

I felt a bit awkward about the tears, but they were real enough.