Having confronted the world with little except a battered typewriter and a certain resilience, he can now take posthumous credit for having got the three great questions of the 20th century essentially ‘right.’ Orwell was...

Watch what people do before they say something. Then watch what they do before they say something else. That’s where the Truth Lies.

An Idea is nothing but Information, It won’t do us any harm until we accept it as perception of truth in our mind, which in time will potentially evolve and construct major events in history.

Fake it may be, lies and deceptions, but this is the world in which we find ourselves, and here we must make our little lives.

The truth is messy. It’s raw and uncomfortable. You can’t blame people for preferring lies.

Corruption makes greatness rupture

Do you think I lie to you?No.But you think I might lie to you about dying.Yes.Okay. I might. But we’re not dying.Okay.

A mí dadme dulces mentiras y guardaos vuestras amargas verdades.

The world is drowning in weirdness and lies……and here we are, so used to it that we’re actually bored!

A wise man once found peace in the practice of saying nothing, leaving the gossiper with no other choice but to fabricate gossip about a wise man saying nothing

Lady, I do not make up things. That is lies. Lies are not true. But the truth could be made up if yo know how. And that’s the truth.

She tells enough white lies to ice a wedding cake.

And the bummer thing is, ghosts never leave. They might leave you alone sometimes, but they’re always there deep down, whispering lies in your ear. They echo the lies others told you: That you’re not...

Anything is better than lies and deceit!

Words know how to suffocate lies to exhale the truth.

There were lies we told to save ourselves, and then there were lies we told to rescue others. What counted more, the mistruth, or the greater good?

I would rather be told an R-rated truth than a G-rated lie.

I would lie of course. I lied a lot and with good reason: to protect the truth—safeguard it like wearing fake gems to keep the real ones from getting stolen or cheapened by overuse. I...

Perhaps it is better to be a machine that does its duty than a flesh-and-blood person who will not, for a dead truth is better than a live falsehood.

History is a set of lies agreed upon.

Lies are simpler, and most of the time they make better sense.

Ô, wine!, the truth-serum so potent that all those who wish to live happy lives should abstain from drinking it entirely!… except of course when they are alone.

Lies were something you told other people to make things easier, somehow – hopefully, for them, but often more selfishly for yourself.

No sentimentality, no romance, no false hope, no self-petting lies, merely that which is!

People lie. Promises are broken.

When one fib becomes due as it were, you must forge another to take up the old acceptance; and so the stock of your lies in circulation inevitably multiplies, and the danger of detection increases...

Of course the theologians fought the facts found by the geologists, the scientists, and sought to sustain the sacred Scriptures. They mistook the bones of the mastodon for those of human beings, and by them...

It appeared clear to me – partly because of the lies that filled my history textbooks – that the intent of formal education was to inculcate obedience to a social order that did not deserve...

We have all at one time been stranded on islands shouting lies across the seas of misunderstanding, hoping the fog will carry our mischief to the distant ports in people’s minds.

Millennias old lies can be gradually accepted as truth.This is the real ultimate power of historical engineering.

A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.

Those who don’t value their words, will never value your wishes.

There are three types of lies — lies, damn lies, and statistics.

…lies is lies. Howsever they come, they didn’t ought to come, and they come from the father of lies, work round to the same.

Too old for dolls. Too ill for tablets.

Fiction is a piece of truth that turns lies to meaning.

Arraigned at my own bar, Memory having given her evidence of the hopes, wishes, sentiments I had been cherishing since last night– of the general state of mind which I have indulged for nearly a...

The reason I talk to myself is because I’m the only one whose answers I accept.

Did you forget who I am? Finding out the lies of men is my specialty.” -Vashti

She says he says, but she could be lying to me, and he could be lying to her, so I can’t believe her, even if I could believe her.

Call it an issue. Call it baggage. But I really hated lies. They’re ugly things, festering like wounds, spreading like disease. They’re winner-less crimes that hurt everybody in the end.

I knelt by the design. Yes, there was the sun rising. But the white form I had always thought to be a cloud was a bear. I could see it now, upside down. White bear,...

Indeed a lie is often more plausible than the truth. “Almost” always. The truth, of course, is never very plausible.

It is better to offer no excuse than a bad one.

You know how mainstream news is interspersed with product ads? Well, why aren’t all the shows made entirely out of the stuff? I find commercials more believable, and I’d be more inclined to watch.

The first thing a man will do for his ideals is lie.

When you value someone, it merely shows that you truly have no idea about the person that they aren’t showing you.

Yet isn’t it all—all of it, every single episode and detail of the Clinton saga—exactly like that? And isn’t some of it a little bit more serious? For Sen. Clinton, something is true if it...

You told a half-truth. They’ll say you lie twice when you tell the other half.

Because even if the lie is beautiful, the truth is what you face in the end.