He pondered deeply, like diving into a deep water he let himself sink down to the ground of the sensation, down to the place where the causes lie, because to identify the causes, so it seemed to him, is the very essence of thinking, and by this alone sensations turn into realizations and are not lost, but become entities and start to emit like rays of light what is inside of them.
Nezha gave her a smile. A real smile. “I like when we're on the same side.”
“Me too,” she said, and that, finally, wasn’t a lie. How desperately she wished they could stay that way.
Nezha gave her a smile. A real smile. “I like when we’re on the same side.”
“Me too,” she said, and that, finally, wasn’t a lie. How desperately she wished they could stay that way.
The Tell-Tale Face ... Can You Spot a Lie?
A rogue does not laugh in the same way that an honest man does; a hypocrite does not shed the tears of a man of good faith. All falsehood is a mask; and however well made the mask may be, with a little attention we may always succeed in distinguishing it from the true face.
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Bir düzenbaz, dürüst bir adam gibi gülmez; Münafık, iyi niyetli bir adamın gözyaşını dökmez. Bütün yalanlar bir maskedir; ve maske ne kadar iyi yapılmış olursa olsun, biraz dikkatle onu gerçek yüzden ayırmayı her zaman başarabiliriz.
"Don't lie to a liar."
Sayfa 18 - Mare to ShadeKitabı okudu
"In nature there is only the love of the heroic age, 'when gods and goddesses loved.' At that time 'desire followed the glance, enjoyment desire.' All else is factitious, affected, a lie. Christianity, whose cruel emblem, the cross, has always had for me an element of the monstrous, brought something alien and hostile into nature and its innocent instincts.
'Won't you tell me what I really am', Franz pleads with Felice, and goes on to answer his own question: 'A difficult case. Am I a circus rider on 2 horses? Alas, I am no rider, but lie prostrate on the ground.'
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"It wasn't that long ago that I saw you in my church, willing to promise me almost anything to make the pain stop. Was that a lie? Or have you already forgotten the way heartbreak rips apart the soul piece by piece, how it turns you into a masochist, making you long for the thing that just eviscerated you until there's nothing left of you to be destroyed?"
Sayfa 196 - Jacks~Kitabı okudu
Forever below is rough deck, snacks, thin metal music, down where you once used to be; the line is solid and has no reverse gear; and the water, of course, is only soft when you're inside it. Look down. Now it moves in the sun, full of hard coins of light that shimmer red as they stretch away into a mist that is your own sweet salt. The coins crack into new moons, long shards of light from the hearts of sad stars. The square tank is a cold blue sheet. Cold is just a kind of hard. A kind of blind. You have been taken off guard. Happy Birthday. Did you think it over. Yes and no. Hey kid.
Two black spots, violence, and disappear into a well of time. Height is not the problem. It all changes when you get back down. When you hit, with your weight.
So which is the lie? Hard or soft? Silence or time?
The lie is that it's one or other. A still, floating bee is moving faster than it can think. From overhead the sweetness drives it crazy.
The board will nod and you will go, and eyes of skin can cross blind into a cloud-blotched sky, punctured light emptying behind sharp stone that is forever. That is forever. Step into the skin and disappear.
Hello.
Sayfa 88 - David Foster WallaceKitabı okuyor
Water flows from high places to low places. That is the nature of gravity. Emotions also seem to act according to gravity. When in the presence of someone with whom you have a bond, and to whom you have entrusted your feelings, it is hard to lie and get away with it. The truth just wants to come flowing out. This is especially the case when you are trying to hide your sadness or vulnerability. It is much easier to conceal sadness from a stranger, or from someone you don’t trust.
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