Quotes About Sincerity

If one were to live his life fully and completely were to give form to every feeling, expression to every thought, reality to every dream.

I've now realised for the first time in my life the vital Importance of Being Earnest.

Convert life into truth.

The moment one of the people took one of the truths to himself, called it histruth, and tried to live his life by it, he became a grotesque and the truth he embraced a falsehood.

Has that line ever worked for anyone?" "I'm not feeding you lines. I mean every word." … "Day One of my life was the day I met you." "Okay, that's a winner. You can put it in.

If your heart were sincere and upright, every creature would be unto you a looking-glass of life and a book of holy doctrine.

The foundation of morality is to have done, once and for all, with lying.

I enjoy people who aren't afraid to say what they mean. It makes life so much easier!

Vitam Impendere Vero (I consecrate my life to truth).

I've never lied. I think I've lived a moral life.

To be true to oneself is the hardest test of life.

Life demands honesty, the ability to face, admit, and express oneself.

I lived that life for real, so to talk about it was like a joke, you know what I mean?

There is no true life within a false life.

I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.

There will be times, for example, when you feel you are faking it. However hard you try genuinely to practice, it just doesn't feel right. And on the rare occasions it does feel authentic, the sensation is over almost before it began. So, try to be content with your practice, whatever it feels like, even when you are doing little more than paying it lip service, because at least you are making an effort.

I hate the guts of English grammar. … The approach to style is by way of plainness, simplicity, orderliness, sincerity…. You can say anything that comes into your head; never forget that.

See?" I said. "That's exactly the person I don't want to be with. And he's always there, underneath all your charm.

He was a person who couldn't fake a smile but smiled often.

It is enough for me to hear someone talk sincerely about ideals, about the future, about philosophy, to hear him say "we" with a certain inflection of assurance, to hear him invoke "others" and regard himself as their interpreter - for me to consider him my enemy.

The contest lay not between love and duty. Perhaps there never is such a contest. It lay between the real and the pretended, and Lucy's first aim was to defeat herself.

But his heart had lit never to be quenched again, and one thing in him at last was real.

Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you're a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you're nobody-but-yourself.

You wanted hearts and flowers," he murmurs. I blink at him, not quite believing what I'm seeing. You have my heart." And he waves toward the room. And here are the flowers," I whisper, completing his sentence. Christian, it's lovely.