Quotes About Sincerity

Peter would think her sentimental. So she was. For she had come to feel that it was the only thing worth saying – what one felt. Cleverness was silly. One must say simply what one felt.

For she had come to feel that it was the only thing worth saying--what one felt. Cleverness was silly. One must simply say what one felt.

Be truthful, one would say, and the result is bound to be amazingly interesting.

Because it is a thousand pities never to say what one feels

She had done the usual trick - been nice. She would never know him. He would never know her. Human relations were all like that, she thought, and the worst were between men and women. Inevitably these were extremely insincere.

They had been written in the red light of emotion and not in the white light of truth.

It won't seem to you nonsense in ten years' time,' said Mrs. Hilbery. 'Believe me, Katharine, you'll look back on this these days afterwards; you'll remember all the silly things you've said; and you'll find that your life has been built on them. The best of life is built on what we say when we're in love. It isn't nonsense Katherine,' she urged, 'it's the truth, it's the only truth.

I put my bare hand on her bare hand and felt, "This is genuine. There can be no mistake about this.

Now then is my chance to find out what is of great importance, and I must be careful, and tell no lies.

And thus she made it impossible for me to roll out my sonorous phrases about 'elemental feelings,' the 'common stuff of humanity,' 'depths of the human heart,' and all those other phrases which support us in our belief that, however clever we may be on top, we are very serious, very profound and very humane underneath.

it is a thousand pities never to say what one feels

Cleverness was silly. One must say simply what one felt.

Damn it, Madam, you are loveliness incarnate," which was the truth.

Because it is a thousand pities never to say what one feels, he thought...

Because it is a thousand pities to never say what one feels

Tudo isso ele considerava, podia-se vê-lo a considerar, grisalho, obstinado, limpo, asseado, enquanto atravessava o parque para dizer à esposa que a amava. Pois ele iria dizer com todas as letras, quando entrasse na sala. Porque é uma pena enorme nunca dizer o que se sente.

I looked and looked at her, and knew as clearly as I know I am to die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth, or hoped for anywhere else.

Be true to your Dick.

When I hear a critic speaking of an author's sincerity I know that either the critic or the author is a fool

I looked and looked at her, and knew as clearly as I know I am to die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth.

if one were quite sincere with oneself, no conscience, and hence no consciousness, could be expected to subsist in a world where such things as Mira's death were possible.

Mas o amor, dizia ele, era tudo menos credível, a vida real era ridícula, os labregos riam-se do amor.

Truthful words are not beautiful beautiful words are not truthful. Good words are not persuasive persuasive words are not good.

I'm in love with you Renata. I know I'm not a poet – shit, not even close. I don't have all the fancy words I wish I could say to you … but I want you to know that what I'm feeling for you is real. I love you.