We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing that we fear grows stronger.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Like many people, I have a fascination with lies and the people who tell them. I wouldn't say I've never told a lie, but I don't think I've ever told one without both assuming I would be found out and feeling absolutely rotten about it.
People lie, and they always are very very creative in finding new ways to lie.
I think the lies I make the most are in regards to my hopes and intentions for myself. As for lies I tell other people - I will certainly tell lies. When somebody is very ill and looks awful, and you tell them they look nice. Or if you just ate the last cookie, if someone asked me if I ate the last cookie, I would definitely lie about that.
Lying is not only saying what isn't true. It is also, in fact especially, saying more than is true and, in the case of the human heart, saying more than one feels. We all do it, every day, to make life simpler.
I never lie. I believe everything I say, so it's not a lie.
The lies we live will always be confessed in the stories that we tell.
What is a lie? It is to say what is real is not real. It is to deny the existence of what exists.
When people write lies about you, and you know that they are lies, that means that they don't know the truth.
Our aversion to lying is commonly a secret ambition to make what we say considerable, and have every word received with a religious respect.
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.