Quotes About Sincerity

Let your yes be yes and your no be no.

The only obligation we have in any lifetime is to be true to ourselves.

I'll quote the truth wherever I find it, thank you.

YaÅŸam?n?z boyunca yapmaya mecbur olduÄŸunuz tek ÅŸey kendinize kar?? dürüst olmakt?r.

wonder what I would say at his funeral if someone gave me a dose of Pentothal an hour before the services." (chap. 10)

Rand Foxworth hat mir erzählt, er hätte die Grippe, aber Foxworth lügt so, wie alte Leute ficken.

You're not fooling anyone by taking your clothes off when you go to bed.

I am passionate about the truth. Passion is very different from fundamentalism.

But why, in any case, do we so readily accept the idea that the one thing you must do if you want to please God is believe in him? What's so special about believing? Isn't it just as likely that God would reward kindness, or generosity, or humility? Or sincerity? What if God is a scientist who regards honest seeking after truth as the supreme virtue? Indeed, wouldn't the designer of the universe have to be a scientist?

and every word sounded both a defence against what he truly felt and a betrayal of all that he was.

Ann says I fabricate these feelings. But so what? I still have them.

When we write from the inside out rather than the outside in, when we write about what most concerns us rather than about what we feel might sell, we often write so well and so persuasively that the market responds to our efforts.

If a tourist enters a food stall thinking he's going to be cheated, the salesman will sense this and obligingly cheat hi. But if a Frenchman senses that a visitor is delighted to be in his store, and takes a genuine interest in what is for sale, then he'll just open up like a flower.

If a tourist enters a food stall thinking he's going to be cheated, the salesman will sense this and obligingly cheat him. But if a Frenchman senses that a visitor is delighted to be in his store, and takes a genuine interest in what is for sale, then he'll just open up like a flower.

Loving humanity means as much, and as little, as loving raindrops, or loving the Milky Way. You say that you love humanity? Are you sure you aren't treating yourself to easy self-congratulation, seeking approval, making certain you're on the right side?

Wisdom consists partly in not pretending anymore, in discarding artifice.

Though always frank, the novelist was never wholly sincere.

The way, the truth and the life. You go on your way through life telling the truth.

They didn't want you to fake adherence to their banal taste and meaningless critical slogans – they wanted you actually to believe in them.

He found himself reflecting on questions of honesty. Personal honesty, artistic honesty. How they were connected, if indeed they were. And how much of this virtue anyone had, and how long that store would last. He had told friends that if ever he repudiated Lady Macbeth of Mtsensk, they were to conclude that he had run out of honesty

This was one of the differences between the three of us and our new friend, We were essentially taking the piss, except when we were serious. He was essentially serious, except when he was taking the piss. It took us a while to work this out.

Their pretensions are naked and vulnerable and for that reason, to me at least, rather charming.

Charm is an essence, not a façade.

I did 'not' plan... last night. And now he was sincere. She could tell by the falter. He was almost bemused. And the way he said last night made the words seem like a euphemism for splendor. They encompassed a world of sensations and memories, those words. It was one of the most terrifying, exhilarating conversations she'd ever had.