Lies Deception Quotes Novels & Stories

he protested. Jasmine walked behind him, "I'm just saying, almost everyone is born with traits to deceive others, in small ways and sometimes in ways that can be devastating", she pointed out, "People lie, there's no such thing as a man who speaks only the truth", she said as Zee cleared their throat, she laughed, "Man, woman, non-binary, whatever, no one speaks the truth absolutely. Heck, I know nuns and priests that have lied", she corrected and continued, "If you're saying you would rather choose not to con people, that makes you the biggest confounding conman there is", she stated simply. Bell hummed, "That kind of makes sense", she said agreeably.

“Amongst other things.” “You have much preaching to do with very little point.” “Sometimes I wonder if shaking you long enough might rattle some sense into that pretty head of yours.” “Because I’m so stupid?” I said waspishly. “Far from. That’s why it’s so aggravating that you choose to believe lies over me, merely for the fact that I am what I am. Not because I’ve ever deceived you.” “You’re deceiving everyone here! Playing at being a knight in the Queen’s Guard.”

It tasted of absolutely nothing except mayonnaise. I sat staring out at the darkness rushing past the window while random thoughts kept nudging at the edges of my exhaustion. Missing pieces. New pieces. No pieces at all. There were lies so small they hardly mattered, the sort you could choose to believe or ignore without consequence. Then there were lies that looked harmless on the surface but carried enormous ramifications underneath. And sometimes deception wasn’t about what somebody said—it was about what they deliberately left unsaid. Jock’s lies always hovered dangerously close to the truth.

That would have been my first assumption two months ago, as I seen as a walking bank women couldn't help but notice. Thinking of all that I had lost in a matter of seconds highly uplifts the quote "vanity is vanity". From being Italy's business tycoon, to a mere citizen. With only memories of once owning millions of euros and having the world rotate within my palm. But I should have known I lacked the qualities of a true God. Looking off into the distance, I let mind replay that day. Flash back "There he is!" One shouted with a mischievous glint in his eyes. And before I knew it, they were all rushing towards me. Flashlights going off in all directions, while sticking their microphones in my

The thunder rolled, low and guttural, as if the heavens themselves had overheard his declaration. For Benedict, truth had always been overrated. He had learned long ago that lies, when dressed properly, were sharper than any blade, more poisonous than any vial, and deadlier than any bullet. Truth was rigid, unyielding. Lies could bend, twist, take shape like smoke until they suffocated their target.

A lie told with half truth and half fake is most believable. When Su Lan was spacing out and brainwashing herself she heard Dr Ma’s speech and almost puked blood. Dr. Ma: “Oh, so this time you were smart enough to make an antidote but still stupid enough to test the poison on yourself, so smart (said sarcastically).” Su Lan: (in her mind): This person is looking for a beating! Can’t anything good come out of his mouth! Ever since he came he totally crushed his image just by opening his mouth! He definitely is the type who everyone wants to beat up once he speaks!

His voice remained calm. "I've learned something about lies." Several delegates exchanged puzzled looks, Dean continued. "Most people believe a liar avoids speaking." He glanced toward the Assembly. "They're mistaken." He stopped again. "A practiced liar speaks easily." His eyes returned to Aldric. "But his body..." He paused. "...often tells a different story." A murmur rippled through the chamber, Rufus Kane frowned. "Supreme Alpha, are we discussing evidence or philosophy?" Dean looked at him. "Evidence."

Then she read out loud: "'Above all, don't lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect, he ceases to love.'"

“Do you know how to lie?” Mira stared blankly at Theresa. “What?” Theresa paced slowly around her, her boots silent against the damp earth. “Today,” she said, “you learn how to lie to the world.” Mira raised a brow. “Are we sure lie is the word to use?” Theresa stopped. “Illusions are lies wrapped in belief. You don’t just trick the eye, you convince reality to bend.” Mira exhaled. “Sounds... complicated.”

Cage explained. “How can I trust anything you say? You’ve lied and deceived me from the first minute we met.” Addie replied. “No, the only thing I lied about was the bet. And I didn’t lie, I just didn’t tell you about it.” Cage responded. “Omission by default is a lie. It was all based on a damn lie!” She shouted. The whole club went quiet when Addie started raising her voice. They had never heard her yell or curse. But Addie had been changing. She was no longer a door mat.