Novel & Cerita Quotes About Lies And Deception

He was playing with his words, giving me just enough to keep me hooked but not enough to give me real answers. “Why won’t you just tell me?” Alden’s eyes darkened slightly, and for a moment, I thought he might actually answer. But instead, he simply leaned forward, his voice dropping lower, his presence pressing into mine, “Because, Nyx…” He murmured, “Some truths are better left forgotten.” A chill ran down my spine. I opened my mouth to argue, but before I could push further, there was a sudden knock at the door. Liam’s voice carried through, “Alden, we have a problem.”

"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.”)

I whisper. A simple lie that will turn into a fact when someone will going to believe it. As they said 'one hears is not always the version of reality- it's just funny how lies become inevitable with my life right now. It seems like if you wanted to do something you need to lie for you to get along with the changes in life. One lie and will create an illusion that everything is real. But how long will I able to live with these lies? Once it will all crashed down, everything will fade off and that's what I'm scared about.

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.

Such a talented little liar he was… After all, the most convincing lies were the ones which contained some truth to them. From my hiding place nearby, I watched him put on this act. He thought he had me all wrapped around his little finger. But who could truly be certain of what was real, in this life? You talked about forever, but only meant it for the moment. From one person to the next, you’d swear that they’ll be the only person you’ll ever love. In the end, love was nothing but a lie that two people told one another.

“He’ll deny it, of course. Loudly and desperately, but the thing about this kind of situation is that every word will make him look even more guilty.” Edrick laughed… that dry, cynical sound of his. “You’re good. You make poison sound like poetry.” “Poetry moves people,” I said. “Poison just finishes the job.” He crossed his arms. “And what happens when the truth manages to find its way out? When someone looks closely and figures out the forgeries?” I met his gaze steadily. “By then, no one will care. Once a lie tastes better than the truth, no one will hurriedly spit it out.”

“Is that what you think of me?” “I think…” I trail off, chewing my lip before deciding to evade the question. “I think you’re usually trying to disappear. And helping us sneak out? That’s the opposite of disappearing.” He exhales a slow breath and moves to stand beside me, close enough that I can feel the heat from his arm, but not close enough to touch. “Sometimes,” he says, voice thoughtful, “it’s easier to disappear than to be misunderstood. Easier to distance than to react.”

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.

"No, no, no. I'm very interested in what you have to say-" "You don't have to lie, Liviana-" "I'm not!" Liviana insists, a kind smile that she forces to reach her eyes. If she believes the lie for herself, then why wouldn't anyone else? The key to being a great liar. Deception was an art, and Liviana always had an eye for artwork.

As quickly as peace settled within me, my phone screamed. "What now!" I grimaced, flinging my legs back to the ground as I reached for the device. One swipe at it, and I went visibly sick. The S logo behind the hidden notification told who it was from. I opened it and read. "The wise Robert Brault once said, Every lie is two lies, the lie we tell others and the lie we tell ourselves to justify it. Honesty is the bedrock of any relationship. Trust is the foundation on which everything is built. Those two traits go hand in hand to ensure a successful relationship. However, every relationship is bound to fall apart when you start keeping things to yourself. Do better today. Be honest with your