We lie to one another every day, in the sweetest way, often unconsciously. We dress ourselves and compose ourselves in order to present ourselves to one another.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
For us to maintain our way of living, we must tell lies to each other and especially to ourselves. The lies are necessary because, without them, many deplorable acts would become impossibilities.
The lie is a condition of life.
Sometimes you have to lie. One often has to distort a thing to catch its true spirit.
We lie loudest when we lie to ourselves.
Not only do I lie, I take real pleasure in lying, in the transmission of magic effects.
Through language, we can tell the truth and hear the truth spoken, just as we can be deceived. Sometimes it's a painful realization: we can be lied to. As I write, I think of myself as putting my eye under oath, so that what I write is the truth about my characters.
Our aversion to lying is commonly a secret ambition to make what we say considerable, and have every word received with a religious respect.
The truest expression of a people is in its dances and its music. Bodies never lie.
I don't think that we necessarily lie. I mean, we make our living by pretending that we're someone else. I don't tell tall tales. I always tell the truth.
If you never lie to yourself, you'll always be happy with yourself, and eventually the person you wake up with and the person you go to sleep with is yourself.