Novel & Cerita A Half-truth Is A Whole Lie

"I just could not find the right words to say that to Efron... besides I don't think he would accept it if I rejected him!" Tristan sighed and frowned. "Damn, there is no right word to say that you don't like the person. The truth may hurt for a little while, but a lie hurts forever. Telling the truth and making someone cry is better than telling a lie and making someone smile. Three things cannot be long hidden: the Sun, the Moon, and the Truth, that's a quote!" "Well, I will tell him that some other time... right now, let's have some drinks!"

he demanded fiercely. I looked away from him. I knew this was coming, but I still didn’t know what to tell him. I realised it was best to tell him the half-truth. He didn’t know about werewolves and rogues which was ok, too. But, it minimised my chances of telling him the whole truth. “I’m waiting,” he said calmly.

And above all… do your best to speak only truth, or the Game will know. Lies are the currency of the damned. ] Farrah took a deep breath as she carefully read the rules. This was her lifeline after all. She had basically just died from the car accident, and she didn’t want to die again. If there was a chance of survival, she might as well cling to it. Still, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. This simply felt too unreal. “This is insane…” she whispered. “It’s a nightmare. It has to be.”

he said, and I took his invitation, lowering my body onto his chest, dropping my head against his shoulder, ears plastered close enough to where his heart was softly thumping. When I had found the most comfortable position, his chest hummed, and he explained himself. The explanation confused me a little, then it made sense. “I said I had a half-truth and a full truth, and you told me to tell you both. I said I can’t because telling you one of it means not telling you the other one. I can tell you the full truth and then that would mean that I didn’t tell you the half-truth, and I could tell you the half-truth so that would also mean I didn’t tell you the complete truth. Saying I should tell

I asked in a calm tone. "I don't want them to expect more from me. So, I told them the truth. Why? Is it wrong if told them about me being a half-cyborg?" He asked. "No. There's nothing wrong about telling the truth, Ghino. It's just. But always remember also that lying sometimes is not bad as well, especially when it's for the best." Although the advice was a bit unreasonable, it sometimes applied in several instances. And I am guilty of that advice. I've been lying to my entire family. To Melissa. And to my friends.

Perhaps, it was because the wind was blowing fog that had been in my mind for days. Eric's arms were giving me the perfect amount of warmth. I didn't move, simply I didn't have the strength to pry him away. "You know whenever I try to do things right. Everything gets messed up." He started saying. "Because instead of truth, you always take support of lies," I told him in between. "Maybe you are right. But I get scared. Truth makes everything different" My hair flew at his face. He tried to keep them away. "Truth might make things difficult but lies ruins everything forever," I told him whatever I felt like. Lies can certainly make you happy at times but the truth is eternal. It will come out

He gulped. “I want to know the truth. Not a half-lie or a made-up story. I want the whole truth.” “And what makes you think that you deserve to know the truth?” Liam dropped his fork on the plate, causing the metal to make an unpleasant sound. “You lied to me for months about my mother’s death. We don’t owe you no f*cking truth.” “Liam…” I scolded him but he brushed me off.

And knowing myself, I would spill more than I intended before I realized it. "Wait. What about your phone now?" Oh, I didn't realize that flaw. I can't tell her it's off because she can try to call it or text and it would go through and that will tell her I'm lying about something. "It's with Nate, he needed it for something," I opted with the half truth because that would be easier than lying outrightly to her. She didn't seem to doubt it because she just said ok to it and dropped the topic. We talked for a few more minutes before I told her that I had to go. I've been out here longer than I intended to so I need to get back inside now.

'Why is that even funny?' 'Because, humans wouldn't know the truth if it hit them in the face like a tsunami,' he said. 'Truth is nothing but fiction, told by the greatest storytellers this world has ever known. Of course, they were also the best liars, but that's the real secret to great story-telling, isn't it? Possessing the ability to make people believe you. Stories become truths so powerful that people forget that the tale itself was so fantastical, it couldn't possibly have been real. Serpents and apples. Building a massive boat full to the brim with every species of animal known to man. Five thousand people turning up to your dinner party when you only have five loaves of bread and t

The truth may hurt or pain others but it's always better than being kept in dark, or getting to know it at the wrong time. At that time truth could be anything but nice still as time passes people understand that saying the truth was better than making up a lie. You could be happy for a while, you could get many things by a lie but in the end, you will be alone, empty-hand. A lie couldn't be hidden for too long so taking a deep breath to calm my racing heart, I said it.