Quotes About Lies

I try to plant peace if I do not want discord; to plant loyalty and honesty if I want to avoid betrayal and lies.

Soft grey ghosts crawl up my sleeve to peer into my eyes while I within deny their threats and answer them with lies. Mushlike memories perform a ritual on my lips I lie in stolid hopelessness and they lay my soul in strips.

I wish we could stop the little lies. I don't mean that one has to be brutally frank. I don't believe that we should be brutal about anything, however, it is wonderfully liberating to be honest.

It was the problem with creating a web of lies and deceit. It spiraled out of control until it took on a life of its own, and she was helpless to correct it. In too deep. She'd been trapped by her own solution.

Oh my God, I am such a liar. And I can't even leave it at just one lie, either. Oh, no. I have to pile it on. I am sick, I tell you. Sick.

There are a terrible lot of lies going about the world, and the worst of it is that half of them are true. —Winston Churchill (1874–1965), British statesman

I sometimes believe his lies are the truth, but I have never mistaken his truth for a lie.

From shadow queen to puppet queen in one rule, he whispered. That's very impressive. When he rules your country and he tells you he loves you, I hope you believe him. He anticipated her blow and leaned back. Her hand only brushed his cheek in an entirely unsatisfying manner. At least that's one lie I didn't tell you.

After one moment of gripped immobility, the queen bent to kiss the king lightly on one closed eyelid, then on the other. She said, 'I love your eyes.' She kissed him on either cheek, near the small lobe of his ear. 'I love your ears, and I love'-she paused as she kissed him gently on the lips-'every single one of your ridiculous lies.' The king opened his eyes and smiled at the queen in a companionship that was as unassailable as it was unfathomable.

I sometimes believe his lies are the truth, but I have never mistaken his truth for a lie. If he needs me to believe him, he has his own way of showing his veracity.

you're the liar - Mimi Force

The history of an oppressed people is hidden in the lies and the agreed myth of its conquerors.

When men lie to women, presenting a false self, the terrible price they pay to maintain "power over" us is the loss of their capacity to give and receive love. Trust is the foundation of intimacy. When lies erode trust, genuine connection cannot take place. While men who dominate others can and do experience ongoing care, they place a barrier between themselves and the experience of love.

Keeping people in a constant state of lack, in perpetual desire, strengthens the marketplace economy. Lovelessness is a boon to consumerism. And lies strengthen the world of predatory advertising.

The history of colonization, imperialism is a record of betrayal, of lies, and deceits. The demand for that which is real is a demand for reparation, for transformation. In resistance, the exploited, the oppressed work to expose the false reality - to reclaim and recover ourselves.

Consumer culture in particular encourages lies. Advertising is one of the cultural mediums that has most sanctioned lying. Keeping people in a constant state of lack, in perpetual desire, strengthens the marketplace economy. Lovelessness is a boon to consumerism.

as mentiras que muitos meninos aprendem a contar para evitar magoar a mamãe ou seja lá quem for se tornam tão habituais que eles passam a ter dificuldade em distinguir entre mentira e verdade. Esse comportamento os acompanha pela vida adulta.

Consumer culture in particular encourages lies. Advertising is one of the cultural mediums that has most sanctioned lying. Keeping people in a constant state of lack, in perpetual desire, strengthens the marketplace economy.

all narratives are lies, paths clumsily hacked through the knotted snarl of truth.

Seen without the gilded lies that comprise what we call "civilization," history is an assemblage of massacres, mass enslavements, conflagrations, a growing accretion of ruins. Time had to be "blasted out" and history blasted open. Only then could it be redeemed, and with it us.

War is fought in mystery. The truth can take days to travel, and ahead of truth flies rumor, and it is ever hard to know what is really happening, and the art of it is to pluck the clean bone of fact from the rotting flesh of fear and lies.

And so he lied because he can't speak the truth. His tongue is bent. He breaks oaths, my lady, and he swears black is white and white is black, and men believe him because he has honey on his bent tongue. But I know him, my lady, because he's my man, he's sworn to me." And with that I leaned down from the saddle and took hold of Haesten's mail coat, shirt, and cloak, and hauled him up. He

When he tells a lie, he speaks from his own nature, because he is a liar and the father of liars. John 8:44

He feeds on ashes. His deceived mind has led him astray, and he cannot deliver himself, or say, "Isn't there a lie in my right hand?" Isaiah 44:20