Quotes About Sincerity

It's not a lie if it's how you feel

It's because you smiled at me that day in class. A real smile, not the bullshit one you give everyone all the time where your eyes are doing one thing and your mouth is doing another.' 'It was just a smile.' 'Maybe to you.

I do it so it feels real.

the smile is real

Because it's not a lie if it's how you feel.

All because she smiled at me. But it was a damn good smile. A genuine one, which is hard to come by these days.

Because it's not a lie if it's how you feel.

I only said I loved you in my poetry.

Um . . . well, I see most of the people I want to see. And I don't really see the point of it otherwise, unless you want to show off and all that." "That," said Kim-Ange, "is annoyingly sensible. And misses out on the joy of showing off.

I whispered "I'm not," even though I was. Not scared of him, but scared of everything I felt. Sometimes it was too much. What I felt for him was bigger than the world, than anything.

There's an openness to his face, an innocence—a certain kind of niceness. It's the niceness that touches my heart the most.

Laurel was no bullshit. She didn't say things she didn't mean.

So I take Peter's hand; I put it on my heart. I tell him, "You have to take good care of this, because it's yours." He looks at me in such a way that I know for sure--he's never looked at another girl quite like this. And then I'm in his arms, and we're hugging and kissing, and we're both shaking, because we both know--this is the night we become real.

Me tomo el vestuario en serio. ¿Por qué molestarse en usar algo que solo llevarás a medias?

You promised you wouldn't break my heart. In the contract you said you wouldn't, but you did, Covey." I've never heard him sound so sincere, so heartfelt.

And that's when I start to cry again, because that's when it finally feels real.

Why am I the one making all these concessions, pretending to be okay with something I'm not actually okay with?

No, Peter, that was not a genuine thank you, so you do not need to say you're welcome.

You looked cute in your sweater, by the way. I'm not saying that to butter you up. I mean it.

never wanted her to worry that his love could be swayed by a prettier face or a better offer, as if either could exist in this world. But he was not prone to flowery words and emotional speeches. He had cultivated neither,

H]iding how you really feel and trying to make everyone happy doesn't make you nice, it just makes you a liar.

But lately I'm like a beatnik in a movie. Fuck this bourgeois shit, baby! Let's be pure of heart again!

Fuck this bourgeois shit, baby! Let's be pure of heart again!

And I have always loved you, and if it sometimes seems to me that it is only now that I really love you since we have met again, it is not true, however great my love may be, for I have always loved you, I have always loved you. And if it should happen now that you would become mine- you cannot imagine what that would mean to me, if you, who were taken from me for so many years, were to come back.