lies

The best of fiction, as we know, of course, doesn't tell the truth; it tales the truth.

It is only prudent never to place complete confidence in that by which we have even once been deceived.

,the rest of the girls pretended not to notice. That's just what best friends do.

You know there's no such thing as a complete lie. There's always some truth in there.

Whatever you do, don__ make it worse by trying to come up with some flimsy excuse for why you were in the ventilation shaft, Lina told herself.

The truth may be out there, but the lies are inside your head.

the worst part about being lied to is knowing you werent worth the truth

What would happen if one woman told the truth about her life?The world would split open.

At times to be silent is to lie. You will win because you have enough brute force. But you will not convince. For to convince you need to persuade. And in order to persuade you would need what you lack: Reason and Right

That is the curse of lying, Sister. Once you place that crown of the liar upon your head, you can take it off again, but it leaves a stain for all time.

Not much music left inside us for life to dance to. Our youth has gone to the ends of the earth to die in the silence of the truth. And where, I ask you, can a man escape to, when he hasn't enough madness left inside him? The truth is an endless death agony. The truth is death. You have to choose: death or lies. I've never been able to kill myself.

For Sabina, living in truth, lying neither to ourselves nor to others, was possible only away from the public: the moment someone keeps an eye on what we do, we involuntarily make allowances for that eye, and nothing we do is truthful. Having a public, keeping a public in mind, means living in lies.

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 a prefabricated set of interpretations. We enjoy the comfort of opinion without the discomfort of thought.

When no one you know tells the truth, you learn to see under the surface.

We all know that Art is not truth. Art is a lie that makes us realize truth at least the truth that is given us to understand. The artist must know the manner whereby to convince others of the truthfulness of his lies.

In the end, Leck should have stuck to his lies. For it was the truth he almost told that killed him.

I'm telling you a lie in a vicious effort that you will repeat my lie over and over until it becomes true

Always being truthful gives you a certain kind of freedom. It springs forth like a fountain splashing throughout your body until it floods your soul. To be honest and to be trustworthy are great attributes. Ah, the power, Ah, the freedom