Demi Lovato Quotes

The mirror can lie. It doesn’t show you what’s inside.

Some people wear their smile like a disguise. Those people who smile a lot, watch their eyes. I know 'cause I'm like that a lot. You think everything's ok, and it is . . . 'till it's not.

..we wear the mask that grins and lies, it hides our cheeks and shades our eyes- this debt we pay to human guile; with torn and bleeding hearts we smile.

People see me with sparkles and fake tan but nobody knows what I am like!

In portrait photography there is something more profound that we seek inside a person, while being painfully aware that a limitation of our medium is that the inside is recordable only insofar as it is apparent on the outside...Very often what lies behind the facade is rare and more wonderful than the subject knows or dares to believe.

It's not about the outside, it's the inside. But dressing on the outside can help the inside.

A smiling lie is a whirlwind, easy to enter, but hard to escape.

The way a man looks at himself in a mirror will tell you if he can ever care about anyone else.

...and he smiled a lot. The smile did not mean that he was happy. It meant he was stronger than most people, and that he intended to take advantage of it.

I am not a glam woman - this definitely is a mask I put on for the public.

A dolphin's smile is the greatest deception. It creates the illusion that they're always happy.

There is none who does not lie hourly in the respect he pays to false appearance.

I wonder how it is that I’m fooling so many people, I’m doing one of the most stupid things in the world…and people seem to be falling for it.

Yes, sir, thank you, sir, and I wouldn’t trust me one little inch, sir. I knows a bad one when I sees them. I have a mirror.

First comes smiles, then lies. Last is gunfire.-Roland Deschain, of Gilead

In the essence of truth lies deceit.

No mask like open truth to cover lies, As to go naked is the best disguise.

He was looking at me, jsut as I'd thought he would be, but like Bert's, his light was not what I expected. No pity, no sadness: nothing had changed. I realized all the times I'd felt people stare at me, their faces had been pictures, abstracts. None of them were mirrors, able to reflect back the expression I thought one I wore, the feelings only I felt.

I would tell them that when you look at a person, you never know what the're hiding.

So much of how you look at yourself in the mirror reflects how you feel about yourself, and how you comport yourself.

In photos, I don't know who the real me is - it's all pretend, just pretend. There's not much of myself in my work. If I'm looking in the mirror and I'm working, I'm looking at my make-up and my hair. It's not the same as looking at myself.

We wear the mask that grins and lies.

La ve rite , comme la lumie' re, aveugle. Le mensonge, au contraire, est un beau cre puscule qui met chaque objet en valeur. Truth, like light, blinds. A lie, on the contrary, is a beautiful twilight which shows the value of each object.

I am not merry, but I do beguile the thing I am by seeming otherwise.

faces deceive, and the loveliness of youth is not like the loveliness of age - an absolute mirror of the soul within.