Quotes About Sincerity

The only vice that cannot be forgiven is hypocrisy. The repentance of a hypocrite is itself hypocrisy.

Whatsoever is not said in all sincerity, is wrongly said. And not to be able to rid oneself of this vice is only to sink deeper toward perdition. "Those who do evil in the open light of day—men will punish them. Those who do evil in secret—God will punish them. Who fears both man and God, he is fit to walk alone.

Every man alone is sincere. At the entrance of a second person hypocrisy begins. We parry and fend the approach of our fellow man by compliments, by gossip, by amusements, by affairs. We cover up our thought from him under a hundred folds. I knew a man who, under a certain religious frenzy, cast off this drapery, and, omitting all compliments and commonplace, spoke to the conscience of every person he encountered, and that with great insight and beauty.

But every man was constrained by so much sincerity to the like plain dealing, and what love of nature, what poetry, what symbol of truth he had, he did certainly show him. But to most of us society shows not its face and eye, but its side and its back. To stand in true relations with men in a false age is worth a fit of insanity, is it not?

To give up pretensions is as blessed a relief as to get them ratified.

The style is not important. What's important is authenticity: being personal not programmatic. And frequency: closer to weekly than yearly. And of course what's most important is the message: "I saw what you did and I appreciate it.

A well-meaning man, Dhai Ma liked to say, is more dangerous because he believes in the rightness of what he does. Give me an honest rascal any day!

I think that people need to have the courage of their convictions and not be trying to fool people into thinking that they've changed overnight.

And I think what people in New Jersey have gotten to know about me over the last decade that I've been in public life is what you see is what you get. And I'm no different when I'm sitting with you than I am when I'm at home or anyplace else.

Cross my heart and hope to die, stick a booger in my eye.

We aren't cool and never will be.

You did not become born again or receive the Holy Spirit through a bottle of oil or a mantle. So you don't need them to live your life!

I mean, like, I would NEVER do anything to those kids or that wife. Like, ever. Like, at all. Like, that is something I would never do.

Ich kann, ich kann nicht anders. Ich liebe Sie, liebes Fräulein von Bernburg! Ich liebe Sie, so, so sehr wie meine Mutter – ja und noch viel, viel mehr! Wenn ich Ihre Hände sehe, zieht es mich hin, sie zu fühlen. Ihre Stimme, wenn Sie rufen, packt mich, reißt mich – ich kann nichts dafür, ich liebe, liebe Sie!«

Aber alles, was wir aussprechen, muss wahr sein, weil wir es empfinden. Da haben Sie mein poetisches Geständnis

Words only make sense when the person who says them means a lot.

Truth is on the side of compassion.

Choose love not in the shallows but in the deep.

Parlabane found the word 'pro-active' enormously useful, as it immediately exposed the speaker as an irredeemable arsehole, whatever previous impression might have been given. Once upon a time, he remembered, people and companies just did things. But that ceased to be impressive enough, and for a while they 'actively' did things. Now they 'pro-actively' did things, but it was still the same bloody things that they were doing when they just plain old did things. Meaningless wank-language.

He had the emotional honesty of a Labrador puppy and a reluctance to put on masks out of deference to decorum.

Ich kniete nieder, bekreuzte mich, und ich hatte einen Augenblick das Gefühl, ein Heuchler zu sein, bis mir einfiel, daß Gott unschuldig war und daß es keine Heuchelei war, vor ihm niederzuknien. S.47

I like the candor of dogs. They're always honest about what they're feeling.

Just because I'm painfully honest does not mean I'm right.

And I was sure it was the drink that irrigated White's self-sabotage, for it is the common trait of alcoholics to make plans and promises, to oneself, to others, fervently, sincerely, and in hope of redemption. Promises that are broken, again and again, through fear, through loss of nerve, through any number of things that hide that deep desire, at heart, to obliterate one's broken self.