For every good reason there is to lie, there is a better reason to tell the truth

One, the check is in the mail. Two, I will not come in your mouth. And three, all Puerto Ricans have big cocks,” he said.

You know why Love Doesn’t get Honest To you ?;Because you’re choosing Them Enemy ;Lie ;

Maybe it’s true what the Seelie Queen had said, after all: Love made you a liar.

Sabe Deus se te amei! sabem as noitesEssa dor que alentei, que tu nutrias!Sabe este pobre coração que tremeQue a esperança perdeu porque mentias!

Die meisten Lügen sind wahr und spinnen sich von ganz allein, kaum jemand kannte diese Wahrheit besser als Colin Darcy. Wenn man erst einmal der Melodie der Worte zu lauschen beginnt, dann pfeift man sie...

Everything burned, everyone lied, and no one paid for it but the ones in the muck.

We need falsifications to make the past inhabitable.

Quando cerchiamo di ingannare gli altri, a volte ci riusciamo, a volte no. Ma quando cerchiamo di ingannare noi stessi le nostre percentuali di successo sono eccezionali e in continua ascesa.

What man ever openly apologizes for slander? It is not so much a feeling of slander as it is that of a massive lie, a misdeed not only to the slandered but also to those...

She walked away without bothering to look further. She knew he’d be fine. Her specialty was subduing without causing any real damage. He’d lie there for a few minutes. He’d be sore, maybe bruised tomorrow....

It’s true what they say, then-history is written by the victors.

My actual personality probably lies someplace between the two.

One must lie under certain circumstances and at all times when one can’t do anything about them.

Regardless of how far a person runs, a lie will eventually catch up to them.

His thin accusation hung thick in the air like fog smoking a cigarette.

I should never make anything of a fisherman. I had not got sufficient imagination

Everything they’ve said is tainted now. Every day was a lie.

Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.” Whoever means whoever. Not just some, not just the elect; that means that anyone who wants to come to God and repent may do...

Sneaking was a kind of deceit. So was disguise. Just past midnight, wearing dark trousers and Fox’s hood, the queen snuck out of her own rooms and stepped into a world of stories and lies.

Sam, there comes a time when the world no longer needs heroes. And then the true hero knows to walk away.

Is it possible to tell the truth in a society of lies? Or must you always, of necessity, become a liar?And if you lie to a liar, is the sun somehow negated or reversed?

The great enemy of truth is very often not the lie–deliberate, contrived and dishonest–but the myth–persistent, persuasive and unrealistic. Too often we hold fast to the cliches of our forebears. We subject all facts to...

The future of publishing lies with the small and medium-sized presses, because the big publishers in New York are all part of huge conglomerates.

The truth really does set you free — but what they don’t tell you is the process hurts like hell.

All political parties die at last of swallowing their own lies.

Lies are living beings; once they get hold of you they never let go

Cursed is the man who ceaselessly loves without fear – He will inevitably fall in love with the devil.

In this treacherous worldNothing is the truth nor a lie.Everything depends on the colorOf the crystal through which one sees it

Telling the truth may cause a few seconds of pain, but there’s no medicine that can manage the pain of keeping lies.

We’ve been shattered and reconstructed, told to make an effort every single day to pretend we still function the way we’re supposed to. But it’s a lie, it’s all a lie; every person, place, thing...

White lies always introduce others of a darker complexion.

We are all lies waiting for the day when we will break free from our cocoon and become the beautiful truth we waited for.

Where the questions of religion are concerned people are guilty of every possible kind of insincerity and intellectual misdemeanor.

That is how it is with lies. If you can have enough people believe your lies, before you know it, even the one you have lied against will be confused. The lie will make itself...

You lie once.. you lie for the rest of your life… and in quest of proving your innocence.. you pledge your honesty with utter lies…. !!!

Once you take to the habit of deception, every new lie comes that much easier. Though to me it wasn’t so much lies as a matter of judicious editing. We all inevitable present a version...

This love is hard core. Let’s make it soft porn.

The prudent man is always sincere, and feels horror at the very thought of exposing himself to the disgrace which attends upon the detection of falsehood. But though always sincere, he is not always frank...

light makes shadow. Truth makes lies.

Objective truth is difficult to come by, and even if you have it, what you can pass on to the next person is the story that you tell about it. In order for truth to...

Could there be a snare in too much beauty? Could there be too much expectation of good, and too much fiath? Could ever there be too much love?And could love require lies?

The only ethical principle which has made science possible is that the truth shall be told all the time. If we do not penalize false statements made in error, we open up the way for...

Enough white lies can scorch the earth black.

Lying is a full time occupation, even if you tell just one, because once you tell it, you’re stuck with it. If you want to do it right, you have to visualize it, conjure the...

Non-professionals can also misrepresent the personal characteristics, religious beliefs, and appearance, of these therapists, can name-call and otherwise mock them, and can attribute false agendas to them, such as assigning religious motives to secular therapists...

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I want you to lie to me just as sweetly as you know how for the rest of my life.

I used to pray you know, pray to God that He would somehow stop it. All the nights of listening to my mother scream and things breaking. Of holding my brother and sister and listening...

How can I pretend that nothing happened?