Marquis de Custine Quotes

I cannot stand dishonesty among people, the tendency to prevaricate.

Reality is easy. It's deception that's the hard work.

I am not sincere, even when I say I am not.

It is an affront to treat falsehood with complaisance.

I don't do much lying in real life because I don't get away with it.

Put away from you a dissembling mouth.

I don't lie very well!

He would be the finer gentleman that should leave the world without having tasted of lying or pretence of any sort, or of wantonness or conceit.

I am sincere, ma petite, even when I lie.

You become uneasy with people in direct proportion to how many lies you have to keep track of in their presence.

Men should be what they seem; Or those that be not, would they might seem none!.

You know I hate, detest, and can't bear a lie, not because I am straighter than the rest of us, but simply because it appals me. There is a taint of death, a flavour of mortality in lies - which is exactly what I hate and detest in the world - what I want to forget.

Not many people are true, fake as the lies they tell

As hypocrisy is said to be the highest compliment to virtue, the art of lying is the strongest acknowledgment of the force of truth.

By a lie a man throws away and, as it were, annihilates his dignity as a man. A man who himself does not believe what he tells another ... has even less worth than if he were a mere thing. ... makes himself a mere deceptive appearance of man, not man himself.

A lie is profanity. A lie is the worst thing in the world. Art is the ability to tell the truth.

Trying to be witty leads to lying, more or less.

And long we try in vain to speak and act Our hidden self, and what we say and do Is eloquent, is well -- but 'tis not true!

If you tell the truth you do not need a good memory!

Honesty is such a lonely word. Everyone is so untrue.

Whatever is born is the work of God. So whatever is plastered on, is the devil's work.... How unworthy of the Christian name it is to wear a fictitious face - you on whom simplicity in every form is enjoined! You, to whom lying with the tongue is not lawful, are lying in appearance.

"So you're always honest," I said. "Aren't you?" "No," I told him. "I'm not." "Well, that's good to know, I guess." "I'm not saying I'm a liar," I told him. He raised his eyebrows. "That's not how I meant it, anyways." "How'd you mean it, then?" "I just...I don't always say what I feel." "Why not?" "Because the truth sometimes hurts," I said. "Yeah," he said. "So do lies, though."

Everyone can lie, young Roger, given cause enough. Even me. It's only that it's harder for those of us who live in glass faces; we have to think up our lies ahead of time.

Truth is love's mother, and we all know it is not wise to lie to anyone's mother.