lying-to-ourselves

Writers are liars trying to come clean. That__ why the best ones are the most tragic.

...the truth was more powerful than a lie could ever be (Eric)

Literature is the product of a deep-seated need for honesty. Hence, those who lie most are struck most deeply by it, and those who are honest have no need for it.

...today, I__ writing about the extraordinary; those __oments_ in life that reach us, and change us. Those moments take place all the time, really _ it__ just that we__e taught not to notice. We__e taught that whims are for the foolish; that instinct and passion are more akin to fairy tales than reality; that they won__ get us very far, and everyone would laugh at us if they knew what we really held close to our hearts.It__ a lie we allow ourselves, and it__ understandable.But it__ simply not true.

I had great pity on Ansje, because she always acted very happy, but I believed that it was really a front. I could see through it. Inside she was crying because she was really very sad. You pity people like that -- the ones who try to lie to themselves -- because they suffer so much and don't face reality.

Such an impolite person. He is honest with everyone.

Repeat a lie a hundred times and it becomes an ideal.

When you're dealing with frauds and liars, listen more to what they don't say than what they do.

A fear of weakness only strengthens weakness.

Lie long enough and eventually you'll believe yourself.

Lying is second nature to him... More than anyone else I have ever met, Trump has the ability to convince himself that whatever he is saying at any given moment is true, or sort of true, or at least_ought_to be true.

It__ going to be okay, Eric," Urte said, helping me sit up. I shook my head. "Lying is my forte, Urte, not yours._ (Eric.)

Among today's adept practitioners, the lie has long since lost its honest function of misrepresenting reality. Nobody believes anybody, everyone is in the know. Lies are told only to convey to someone that one has no need either of him or his good opinion. The lie, once a liberal means of communication, has today become one of the techniques of insolence enabling each individual to spread around him the glacial atmosphere in whose shelter he can thrive.

There are no secrets.' The thing smiled, showing a row of even, childlike teeth. 'None worth keeping. Only the ones you hide from yourself, which are the most damaging and hurtful of all. Truth is truth, and lie is lie. Tell yourself one's the other and all the world turns kilter.

Don__ be sorry for the truth. A harsh truth is less damaging than a tender lie, and the worst lies are the ones we tell ourselves.

Men prefer sweet lies to unpleasant truths

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

Privilege is when you contribute to the oppression of others and then claim that you are the one being discriminated against.