Quotes About Lies

When I recall my own path of life I cannot but speak of the violence, hatred and lies. A lesson drawn from such experiences, however, was that we can effectively oppose violence only if we ourselves do not resort to it.

The government lied about inventing the HIV virus as a means of genocide against people of color. The government lied.

Why didn't my mother see it? Why didn't she stop it? Why did she always blame me? Why did I always blame her? But it has always been easier to blame women, a string of lies tied to an apple. No one blames Adam for taking a bite of his own volition. No one blames God for the harshness of the punishment. Eve always pays for the sins.

And now you see why lies matter. The actual fib might not matter, but what it shows us is that what you say can't always be trusted. You can't always be trusted.

Of all the things we keep inside the worst are secrets. The things we are so ashamed of, so afraid of, we need to hide them even from ourselves. Secrets lead to delusion and delusion leads to lies, and lies create a wall. Our secrets make us sick because they separate us from other people. Keep us alone. Turn us into fearful, angry, bitter people. Turn us against others, and finally against ourselves.

Of all the things we keep inside the worst are the secrets. The things we are so ashamed of, so afraid of, we need to hide them even from ourselves. Secrets lead to delusion and delusion leads to lies, and lies create a wall. Our secrets make us sick because they separate us from other people.

If the first victim of war was the truth, some of the first victims of a murder investigation were people's lies.

The book was called How to Lie with Statistics.

Lies, damned lies, and statistics?

People believe what they want to believe. Beginning with their own lies." "Hell is the truth seen too late," said Reine-Marie as she poured out more coffee. "Thomas Hobbes.

Not much music left inside us for life to dance to. Our youth has gone to the ends of the earth to die in the silence of the truth. And where, I ask you, can a man escape to, when he hasn't enough madness left inside him? The truth is an endless death agony. The truth is death. You have to choose: death or lies. I've never been able to kill myself.

El problema es que cuando vuelves a la vida normal, todas las rutinas, las marcas del día a día parecen mentiras sin sentido. Todo es sospechoso, una trampa para adormecernos, para volver a arroparnos en la plácida inexorabilidad del tiempo.

In this new place we've found, sometimes there aren't words, because the truth can be even more difficult than the lies.

You're lying," he said-not angry, not accusing. Just as if he was stating the facts, in a way that she wasn't. "I am not-" "You can say it a million times, but that doesn't make it any more true." Peter smiled then, so guileless that Lacy felt it smart like a stripe from a whip. "You might be able to fool Dad, and the cops, and anyone else who'll listen," he said. "You just can't fool another liar.

The best lies are the ones that are wrapped around a core of truth.

It is amazing how quickly lies compound. They cover like a coat of paint, one on top of the other, until you cannot remember what color you started with.

It is amazing, I realize, how quickly lies compound. They cover like a coat of paint, one on top of the other, until you cannot remember what color you started with.

One of the first things Adam told me was that I was pretty, which should have been my first clue that he was a liar.

Fiction comes in all shapes and sizes. Secrets, lies, stories. We all tell them. Sometimes, because we hope to entertain. Sometimes, because we need to distract. And sometimes, because we have to.

Sometimes I think there's a beast that lives inside me, in the cavern that's where my heart should be, and every now and then it fills every last inch of my skin, so that I can't help but do something inappropriate. Its breath is full of lies; it smells of spite. And just at this moment, it chose to rear its ugly head.

Then again, it didn't take me long in the world of corporate law to realize that truth is an afterthought in court. In fact, truth is an afterthought in most trials. But there were six million people who were lied to, during World War II, and somebody owes them the truth.

Sometimes I think there's a beast that lives inside me, in the cavern that's where my heart should be, and every now and then it fills every last inch of my skin, so that I can't help but do something inappropriate. Its breath is full of lies; it smells of spite. And just at this moment, it chose to rear its ugly head. I blinked at my father, cranked the volume, and said—too loudly, "Pass the potatoes.

The papers were caught between our bodies, a wedge to drive us apart, like any other lie.

I learned at an early age about deception. People often lie, but their nonverbals usually reveal how they actually feel.