Ian Mcewan Quotes

When a person cannot deceive himself the chances are against his being able to deceive other people.

The truth is always an insult or a joke, lies are generally tastier. We love them. The nature of lies is to please. Truth has no concern for anyone's comfort

Do you feel better?” I asked Sam as he opened the door to the Volkswagen for me. “Yes,” he said. He was still a terrible liar. “Good,” I said. I was still a fantastic one.

A lover's a liar, To himself he lies, The truthful are loveless, Like oysters their eyes!

A lie is more comfortable than doubt, more useful than love, more lasting than truth.

With old liars who have been acting all their lives there are moments when they enter so completely into their part that they tremble or shed tears in earnest, although at that very moment, or a second later, they are able to whisper to themselves, "You know you are lying, you shameless old sinner! You're acting now, in spite of your 'holy' wrath.

You don't wanna hear the truth, so I'ma lie to you...make it sound fly to you.

That's the crazy thing about lies. You start to fall for them, yourself.

Belief in the lie is the life of the lie.

Liars often set their own traps.

When we successfully deceive others, they are not aware of it; the same is true with self-deception.

When a liar became too skilled at deception, he could lose the ability to discern truth, and could himself be more easily deceived.

Only the liar knows he's lying

Some liars are so expert they deceive themselves.

You’re a terrible liar, Sage, but I’m still touched you’d attempt it for my sake. A for effort.

Nobody even imagines how well one can lie about the state of one’s own heart.

The insincerity of man-all men are liars, partial or hiders of facts, half tellers of truths, shirks, moral sneaks. When a merely honest man appears he is a comet-his fame is eternal-needs no genius, no talent-mere honesty

And I, love, am a pathological liar.

He tells so many lies that he convinces himself after a while that he's telling the truth. He just doesn't recognize truth or falsehood.

I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good. Because really it's mostly for their own good.

I always knew I was an excellent liar; I just didn't know that I had it in me to fool myself.

I grew up not understanding what was true and what was not true. It gave me a sense of unreality. I was told that this man [mom's lover] was not my mother's lover - when he was. I was told he was there as a male babysitter for my brother so that he would learn sports and other manly things.

He's the kind of liar who totally forgets what he told you the last time, but he believes every single lie with such conviction that sometimes he can convince you of it.

You are never so easily fooled as when trying to fool someone else.