Baltasar Gracian Quotes

I knew Ginny was lying about that tattoo.

It's a big mistake to try and mislead people. They will turn around.

Lies require commitment.

The tongue can conceal the truth, but the eyes never! You're asked an unexpected question, you don't even flinch, it takes just a second to get yourself under control, you know just what you have to say to hide the truth, and you speak very convincingly, and nothing in your face twitches to give you away. But the truth, alas, has been disturbed by the question, and it rises up from the depths of your soul to flicker in your eyes and all is lost.

No one can be happy who has been thrust outside the pale of truth. And there are two ways that one can be removed from this realm: by lying, or by being lied to.

To me, horror is when I see somebody lying. I mean a person I know. A friend. And he's telling me something that I accept. And then suddenly, as he or she is telling it, there's something that gives them away. They're not telling me the truth.

When a man lies, he murders some part of the world.

I don't tolerate liars. When somebody lies to me, that's really, like, just unbearable.

Hide nothing. It always gets found out.

To a liar, the most dangerous individual is the person who catches lies but doesn't say anything about it. Then the liar isn't sure which lies are compromised.

Eyes Tell Stories But do they know how to craft fiction? Do they know how to spin lies? His eyes swear forever, flatter with vows of only me. But are they empty promises? I stare into his eyes, as into a crystal ball, but I cannot find forever, only movies of yesterday, a sketchbook of today, dreams of a shared tomorrow. His eyes whisper secrets. But are they truths or fairy tales? I wonder if even he knows.

To tell a falsehood is like the cut of a saber: for though the wound may heal, the scar of it will remain.

In the time it takes us to look beyond the lies, we could be sailing in each other's eyes.

I did not deceive you, mon ami. At most, I permitted you to deceive yourself.

Those who deceive others, deceive themselves, as they will find at last, to their cost.

It is said that a rogue does not look you in the face, neither does an honest man look at you as if he had his reputation to establish.

Plain lies are dangerous.

People can sense you lying on the camera, they can smell it. They know when you're not telling the truth. Then it does become reality-show bullshit.

It is heartbreaking to me that I wasn't told the truth. I'm a very loyal guy, and I expect loyalty in return. And lying to me is not an exhibition of loyalty.

You may lie with your mouth, but with the mouth you make as you do so you none the less tell the truth.

Things come apart so easily when they have been held together with lies.

The liar suffers twice: he neither believes nor is believed.

Please don't lie to me,unless,you're sure I'll never find out the truth.

Man seems to be an animal whose capacity for lies is only equalled by his credulity; it does no good to let battalions of cats outof bags, to produce whole harems of naked facts, people eat the same three meals daily deception, and are always ready to turn with fury upon the purveyors of bagless cats and facts undraped. Probably their instinct is wise. Who knows?