World War I was the most colossal, murderous, mismanaged butchery that has ever taken place on earth. Any writer who said otherwise lied, So the writers either wrote propaganda, shut up, or fought.
There is one kind of laugh that I always did recommend; it looks out of the eye first with a merry twinkle, then it creeps down on its hands and knees and plays around the mouth like a pretty moth aro...
One lie has the power to tarnish a thousand truths.
Windows open out onto the universe around you, but doors will take you to where your imagination lies.
Real freedom lies in wildness, not in civilization.
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 inevitably present a version of ourselves th...
No forgiveness for lies.
Why are we here? We're here to go!
Those suffering from terminal falsehood seek out each other, like a drunk seeks out a wall so that he doesn't fall down.
If every vampire who said he was at The Crucifixion, was actually there, it would have been like Woodstock . . .
You know,' she begins, 'you fellas ought to be looking after each other.' Her comment makes me realise that through the lies, the greatest irony is that we are looking out for each other. It's just th...
The world was ersatz and actual, forged and faked, by ourselves and unseen others. Daring to attempt to absolutely sort fake from real was a folly that would call down tigers or hiccups to cure us of...
No one can tell the difference between a clone and a human. That's because there isn't any difference. The idea of clones being inferior is a filthy lie.
Because instant and credible information has to be given, it becomes necessary to resort to guesswork, rumors and suppositions to fill in the voids, and none of them will ever be rectified, they will...
If somebody tell you.... Always you to tell the truth, tell him... in the end both = Same result.... as for others reasons; I think I said too much.
The hardest tumble a man can take is to fall over his own bluff.
Perfection is a lie, and lying to others is explicable but lying to oneself is the highest form of deceit.
And whose fault was it that the boy swallowed down lies, when no one would feed him the truth?
Lies spread quicker than truth because they have longer legs.
If the truth is Impermissible, then we'll eventually be breaking all the rules.