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.
“I will never lie to you,” said Vaisra.
“Everybody lies to me.”
Dangerous Masquerade
Will she shy her fair hands,
When my mask falls and she understands
And sees this man replenished with naked faults,
Pardon me, my fair lady; pardon the entire encounter,
Dear waltzes, minuets, polkas and mazurkas,
She must pardon all that,
All sins will fall upon my top hat,
This lady fair must pardon all and pardon none,
For I will complete my given task,
Attach this face to the faultless mask,
Had I any fortune or talent,
My bliss will not depend on this unprofitable enterprise,
Yet all is faultless but I,
When I see no fault but mine,
I will return again, yet again,
To this addictive idleness,
Upon my word for if Venus can lie,
Why not I?
Why not I?
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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."
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"Every instinct urged him to pull her into his embrace and reassure her that he would lie, cheat, and steal to spend as much time with her as humanly possible."
"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?"
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