Lies Deception Quotes Novels & Stories

He said as we walked back to the camp. “Why do you think I know this girl? I have already disclosed to you all that they told me." I said. I had dug my own grave so why not make it deep enough? They say that once you say a lie, you create a situation whereby you must keep on lying and lying. Deception begets deception.

“I didn’t—” “You used my heart as a weapon.” The room didn’t move. The floor felt thinner beneath her. “No,” she said. “I didn’t know I’d—Damon, I didn’t fake those moments.” His eyes lifted to hers—calm and stripped of anything soft. “You didn’t have to. That’s the brilliance of it. The most effective lie is the one where you believe your own delusion.” Her voice trembled. “I never planned to hurt you like this.”

"I only speak when asked, my lord." "So obedient." He was toying with me. He studied me. Long. Slow. No expression. Then he stood and began circling “You know what I find fascinating about truth?” he said casually. “It doesn’t scream. It whispers. It slips into rooms and poisons everything with its silence.” He stopped behind me. “But lies… oh, lies have weight.” I said nothing. He stepped in front of me again. Held up a blackened piece of cloth. My cloak.

[ IN WHICH SHE STARTS A FIRE ] Lies. A false statement made with deliberate intent to deceive; an intentional untruth. Sin lied to me. How do I know? It is the same with what the woman from the open market said, ‘dead people can tell when someone's dead’. And the same thing goes for the living. The living can tell when someone's alive. I can feel Rome. I can feel his claws tugging at my heart as he calls out to me. I can hear him telling me to come to him. I can feel him more closer than ever now. He is lurking at the back of my mind, making it difficult to forget about him. He is telling me he's waiting for me; he's alive.

said John with enthusiasm, and we all laugh at his antics. “Do you want to hang out later?” Matt asks “Yeah! Let’s have some shabu later! To celebrate our new gang!” John exclaims. “Aahhhmmm… I need to go home early” I politely decline their offer. “Oh, why?” Is there a problem at your house?” Xandee ask me. “No… there was no problem at all… I just need to finish some assignments” I lied to them. “But our professors didn’t give us homework’s for this week” John said.

This soulful question made Lisa suddenly speechless. Just as she was thinking about how to reply, an employee sent a message. "Lisa, you will deceive you, go deceive." Listening to the other party's description, Lisa was a little embarrassed for a while before seriously explaining. "It's not good to lie. I'm trying to get into people's hearts and impress them with sincerity." As soon as she finished her words, she was ruthlessly destroyed by her assistant. "We were deceived by you." The assistant's voice was filled with resentment. It's disgusting that I was deceived myself, even after being abandoned by her several times, I still don't leave this dilapidated studio.

“You were deceived, it doesn't matter,” “It does. Have you read the things she is accused of? It's a whole lot more than drug deals,” Of course, I had read it all. I, myself, had created the lies, and spread them through blogs. They weren't true, and wouldn't matter before a judge, but they tarnished her image, and that was good enough. “I never knew she was such a horrible person,” he continued, digging into his meal. “All's well that ends well,” I quoted,

"Omnes veritates abditae in tempore profecto revelabuntur. Omnia mendacia prohibere debent. Omnis veritas innocentibus revelanda est. Omnia mendacia delenda sunt. Vide ergo ipsam veritatem in duobus oculis tuis. Tuam vitam inspice anteactam et responsiones invenias omnibus illis veris quae numquam in homine dici possunt.” (“All hidden truths will surely be revealed in time. All lies must stop. All truth must be revealed to those who are innocent. All lies must be destroyed. Then see the truth itself in your two eyes. Look into your own past life, and find the answers to all those truths that can never be said in person.”)

What's more, there's no distinction at any rate in light of the fact that Life is clearly false. A lovely untruth. An untruth that bends, redirects from the primary street and diversions by the rough precipices, precious stone seas, and pink-stained dusks. It can move in reverse and advances, sideways and corner to corner, all over, however the fact of the matter is the untruth is a deception. Try not to be tricked! There is just a single course. There is just a single decision. So go with a choice. There is the decision to be, and the decision to be. Take your pick.

he shot back, confusion flickering in his eyes. “Don’t you think it’s quite foolish to trust a piece of paper over the real thing? Let’s say you do not trust the words on the paper but rather the writing of a ‘professional.’ How can you be sure everything written down is the truth? Huh?” I spoke confidently, feeling a surge of pride. “Take Chicago, for instance. I wasn’t born or raised there,” I lied smoothly. “But I did visit once to get a firsthand understanding of the place. So tell me, how can you trust those words?”