Quotes About Hypocrisy

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I really do believe that there are those who would like and trust me better if they saw me weeping into a whisky, making a fool of myself, getting aggressive, maudlin and drunkenly out of control. I have never found those states in others anything other than tiring, awkward, embarrassing and fantastically dull, but I am quite sure that people would cherish a view of me in that condition at least once in a while.

If you spend your life on a moral hill-top, you see nothing but the mud below. If, like me, you live in the mud itself, you get a damned good view of clear blue sky and clean green hills above. There's none so evil-minded as those with a moral mission, and none so pure in heart as the depraved.

Either a municipal bog is a private place or it isn't. If it is a private place in which to shit, how is it not a private place in which to fellate?

So perhaps we are all hypocrites. We damn others for what we fear as faults in ourselves. We rehearse the shortcomings of 'people' as a means of warding off the evil spirits that threaten us. It is certainly observable that those who most notice another's excessive drinking, for instance, are those most worried about their own habit.

Fighting for peace, is like f***ing for chastity

But people love a hypocrite, you know——they recognize one of their own, and it always feels so good when someone gets caught with his pants down and his dick up and it isn't you.

A cat won't curry favor even if it's in their best interests to do so. A cat can't be a hypocrite. If more preachers were like cats, this would be a more religious country.

If being a grown-up really meant knowing better, why did his father go on smoking three packs of unfiltered cigarettes a day and snorting cocaine until his nose bled? If being a grown-up gave you some sort of special knowledge of the right things to do, how come his mother was sleeping with her masseuse, who had huge biceps and no brains?

The world is falling down around our ears, and all these people care for is talking about fucking to women in short skirts and men with their shirts hanging open

thoes prepared to shed copious floods of crocodile tears . . .

Men still think the same things about us they have always thought, Ruth - I'm sure of it. A lot of them have learned to say the right things at the right times, but as my mother used to say, 'Even a cannibal can learn to recite the Apostles' Creed'.

On the inside, the copycats of the ruffians are more delicate than the copycats of prudes.

The horrible monsters in this world are the ones that wear human face

Better or worse, we are living such a fallacious world, where people like to seek their own interests in in others' matters.

When dealing with two faced people, it is difficult to know which face is uglier, the real one or the manufactured one.

A beautiful rose with an ugly soul wilts quickly.

If you're gonna be two-faced at least make one of them pretty.

I love the saliheen (pious people) even though I'm not one of them, and I hate the taliheen (evil people) even though I (may be) worse than them.

I wore black because I liked it. I still do, and wearing it still means something to me. It's still my symbol of rebellion -- against a stagnant status quo, against our hypocritical houses of God, against people whose minds are closed to others' ideas.

You know what language she speaks? Hypocrisy. But it is hard to pretend you have no pain, you know? Like you do not care?

Unfortunately, I'm one of those idiots who knows everything about health and is in a constant state of alarm, and yet I continue to do everything I shouldn't do.

There are two sorts of hypocrites: ones that are deceived with their outward morality and external religion and the others are those that are deceived with false discoveries and elevation which often cry down works, and men's own righteousness, and.

How great therefore may the resemblance be, as to all outward expressions and appearances, between a hypocrite and a true saint!