Quotes About Lies

All I have is a voice To undo the folded lie.

Acts of injustice done Between the setting and the rising sun In history lie like bones, each one.

But ideas can be true although men die, And we can watch a thousand faces Made active by one lie: And maps can really point to places Where life is evil now: Nanking; Dachau.

... there's one of the great lies of all times, that computers save time. They don't. They're time suckers. So, I'm trying not to get involved in the Photoshop.

Who lacks confidence speaks lies more readily.

Convictions are more dangerous enemies of truth than lies.

Falsehood is cowardice, the truth courage.

You cannot weave truth on a loom of lies.

The world belongs to women. In other words, to death. But everyone lies about it.

Il Diavolo della Piccola Città: i pettegolezzi, le gelosie, l'acrimonia, la noia, le bugie. No, i veleni provinciali non aiutano. Qui la gente si annoia, è invidiosa, la sua vita è quella che è e quella che sempre sarà, e così, senza dubitare seriamente della storia, la riferisce: al telefono, per la strada, in mensa, in aula.

Gwyneth looks at me. What does it say? she asks. Nothing, I say. The lie comes to my mouth so swiftly that it must have been put there by God to help me, and therefore it does not count as a lie at all.

Open those beautiful eyes of yours and tell lies for us." ?

You seem to think me inferior to the swans in prophecy. They sing before too, but when they realize that they must die they sing most and most beautifully, as they rejoice that they are about to depart to [85] join the god whose servants they are. But men, because of their own fear of death, tell lies about the swans and say that they lament their death and sing in sorrow.

Winston Churchill said 'In war time, truth is so precious that she should always be attended by a bodyguard of lies'. Any book called The Truth should therefore have one.

Truths were carved from the identical wood as were lies--words--and so sank or floated with identical ease. But since truths were carved by the World, they rarely appeased Men and their innumerable vanities. Men had no taste for facts that did not ornament or enrich, and so they willfully--if not knowingly--panelled their lives with shining and intricate falsehoods.

Only madmen and historians, he said, believe their lies.

You can only believe so many lies before becoming one of them.

You realized those truths that cut against the interests of the powerful were called lies, and that those lies that served those interests were called truths.

Kisses could lie as well as words.

Why do you lie I ask her. To block the truth. Fair enough. Naomi goes on. Where did we get it in our heads that we need truth all the time? Sometimes lies are nice, you know? You don't have to know the truth all the time. It's too exhausting.

Let me begin afresh. Perhaps, this time, to tell the truth. For in the biting hush of ink on paper, where truth ought raise its head and speak without fear, I have long lied.

For in the biting hush of ink on paper, where truth ought raise its head and speak without fear, I have long lied.

so many people, born with the knowledge of intuition and with the ability to reason, shaped their lives instead by sheer emotion. So many were swept away by boldfaced lies and swayed into currents of vicious fantasies, until they were so far from the shore of truth that they couldn't even see it.

Because deception requires both bold lies and lies of omission, it stains the soul, muddies the conscience, blurs the vision, and puts you at risk of headlong descent into greater darkness. As a boy, I could not have put