A person who has no secrets is a liar. We always fold ourselves away from others just enough to preserve a secret or two, something that we cannot share without destroying our inner landscape.
His whole body was completely still, except the wings, which were still fluttering a little, like when someone dies. That's when he finally understood that of all the things the angel had told him, nothing was true. That he wasn't even an angel, just a liar with wings.
There is no one of-woman-born who does not like Red Lobster cheddar biscuits. Anyone who claims otherwise is a liar and a Socialist.
That's good; don't deny it. Denying the undeniable just makes you sound like a fool as well as a liar. In this profession, you can be one- sometimes the other. But never both.
I think that you are the liar!" I say, my voice quaking. "You tell me you love me, you trust me, you think I'm more perceptive than the average person. And the first second that belief in my perceptiveness, that trust, that love is put to the test, it falls apart." I am crying now, but I am not ashamed of the tears shining on my cheeks or the thickness of my voice. "So you must have lied when you told me all those things... you must have, because I can't believe your love is really that feeble.
Look, I'm not a demon here. I don't eat babies or kick puppies. I just tell the truth." She shrugged. "Can I help it if that makes the liars of the world angry?
The biggest liar in the world is the golfer who claims he plays the game for exercise.
What is a writer of fiction but a liar with a licence?
Strangers see you the way you want them to see you. You can't fool friends…that's what makes them friends... Pretty Little Liars
I always knew I was an excellent liar; I just didn't know that I had it in me to fool myself.
All stories are true,” Skarpi said. “But this one really happened, if that’s what you mean.” He took another slow drink, then smiled again, his bright eyes dancing. “More or less. You have to be a bit of a liar to tell a story the right way. Too much truth confuses the facts. Too much honesty makes you sound insincere.
Is it possible to tell the truth in a society of lies? Or must you always, of necessity, become a liar?
My father told me all about the birds and the bees, the liar - I went steady with a woodpecker till I was twenty one.
Never trust a storyteller," he says. "We're all of us liars.
A lover's a liar, To himself he lies, The truthful are loveless, Like oysters their eyes!
He was brother to a liar and brother to an angel, son of a dream and son of a dreamer.
We don't believe a liar even when he tells the truth.
And even a liar can be scared into telling the truth, same as honest man can be tortured into telling a lie.
Only the liar knows he's lying
I'm not a liar, sir,' she said. "'No, I'm sure you sincerely become whatever it is you're pretending to be.
If only these walls could talk…the world would know just how hard it is to tell the truth in a story in which everyone’s a liar.
Writers are damned liars. Every single one of them.
You're a liar!" He turned around, his black eyes snapping. "I'm also a thief, a gambler, a cheat, and a murdered. But this happens to be one of the rare times when I'm telling the truth. Go home. Consider yourself lucky. You've got a chance to start fresh. Not everyone can say the same.
Everyone's a liar. Everyone I've ever known.
Being a practiced liar doesn't mean you have a powerful imagination. Many good liars have no imagination at all; it's that which gives their lies such wide-eyed conviction.
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