I do myself a greater injury in lying than I do him of whom I tell a lie.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I think I lie way too much to even know what I've lied about.
Lying has a kind of respect and reverence with it. We pay a person the compliment of acknowledging his superiority whenever we lie to him.
Not only do I lie, I take real pleasure in lying, in the transmission of magic effects.
I can never lie to my partner. Even if the truth is harsh, I'll break it to my partner but won't lie.
I never lie. I believe everything I say, so it's not a lie.
People lie to themselves all the time about what they've been through and what it means - I'm no exception. But you write those lies down - lies that really matter to you and that are really painful to let go of because they've become a part of who you are - and they don't work.
It's essential to tell the truth at all times. This will reduce life's pain. Lying distorts reality. All forms of distorted thinking must be corrected.
One of my weaknesses happens to be lying, and I could tell you that I'm never going to lie again in my life, but that would be a lie.
Lies can be wonderful things, and when a lie is told artfully, if it's done with a degree of craftsmanship, I can't help but admire the liar.
Lying is like alcoholism. You are always recovering.