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“Oh! that look of love!" continued he, between his teeth, as he bolted himself into his own private room. "And that cursed lie; which showed some terrible shame in the background, to be kept from the light in which I thought she lived perpetually! Oh, Margaret, Margaret! Mother, how you have tortured me! Oh! Margaret, could you not have loved me? I am but uncouth and hard, but I would never have led you into any falsehood for me.”
― Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South

“They feel life is for the taking, and that everyone deserves happiness no matter what the cost. I must remember these tricks if I ever decide to have my soul surgically removed.”
― Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce

“Surprises, I feel now, are primarily a form of violence.”
― Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce

“If we suffer from dependent happiness, we are caught up in a vicious circle of expectation and deception. Constantly seeking more and never feeling truly satisfied makes people crabby and edgy instead of finding a skyline to living up to peace of mind. (“The infinite Wisdom of Meditationâ€�)”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Nice words and nice appearance doesn't conclude that someone is nice, i believe that the nicer you look, the more deceptive you appear.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“The final portrait is often furthest from the truth.”
― Dave Cullen, Columbine

“I can't count the men who have tried to seduce me away from my virtue by teaching me how to defend it.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“He announces that lately he keeps losing things. "Like your wife and child," I want to say, but don´t. At fourty, I´ve learned not to say everything clever, not to score every point.”
― Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce

“If the map doesn't agree with the ground the map is wrong”
― Gordon Livingston, Too Soon Old, Too Late Smart: Thirty True Things You Need to Know Now

“Nothing could be taken for granted. Women who loved you tried to cut your throat, while women who didn't even know your name scrubbed your back. Witches could sound like Katharine Hepburn and your best friend could try to strangle you. Smack in the middle of an orchid there might be a blob of jello and inside a Mickey Mouse doll, a fixed and radiant star.”
― Toni Morrison, Song of Solomon

“The setting sun burned the sky pink and orange in the same bright hues as surfers' bathing suits. It was beautiful deception, Bosch thought, as he drove north on the Hollywood Freeway to home. Sunsets did that here. Made you forget it was the smog that made their colors so brilliant, that behind every pretty picture there could be an ugly story.”
― Michael Connelly, The Black Echo

“But the floor retained an unparalleled measure of excellence with a decorative array of ceramic tiles precisely laid by an anonymous Muslim artisan with limitless patience, pride, or skill.  He left behind an ornate work of art in a short, squat, non-descript building near the most dangerous piece of real estate on the planet.  Silva often wondered how an architect so careless came to work with a craftsman so precise.  Looking at that floor, she often thought that if everyone applied just a fraction of his dedication to their own work, it might cancel out the hatred driving the destruction.”
― John Payton Foden, Magenta

“Take me now, God!" I shout to the inky sky. "I´m ready."
"You´re not ready. You´re not even divorced yet," Bunny says. "You cannot die married to that man.”
― Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce

“Half-truths are worth more than outright lies.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

“How do you know? How best to ensure his nervous breakdown?" I ask.

"Keep going," Christian says. "Just go on as if nothing has happened. We all hate that.”
― Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce

“The power to lead is the power to mislead, and the power to mislead is the power to destroy.”
― Thomas S. Monson

“It is double pleasure to deceive the deceiver.”
― Niccolò Machiavelli

“God is great and God is good," Lisa says. "But where are the Apache attack helicopters when you need them?”
― Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce

“I feel incendiary, a wildfire. My spirit licks at the gates of a very elaborate, customized, and distracting emotional Hades.”
― Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce

“There is no other way to determine the difference between the will of God and the crafts of satan... Jesus is the way, the truth and the life... The Holy Spirit of God is the Comforter...”
― Israelmore Ayivor

“Later, when she sees the photographs for the first time, she will be surprised at how calm her face looks - how steady her gaze, how erect her posture. In the picture her eyes will be slightly closed, and there will be a shadow on her neck. The shawl will be draped around her shoulders, and her hands will rest in her lap. In this deceptive photograph, she will look a young woman who is not at all disturbed or embarrassed, but instead appears to be rather serious. And she wonders if, in its ability to deceive, photography is not unlike the sea, which may offer a benign surface to the observe even as it conceals depths and current below.”
― Anita Shreve, Fortune's Rocks

“All facades fall sometime, then the mask comes off and the real heart is seen.”
― Jessiqua Wittman, A Memoir of Mercy

“How can I grieve what is still in motion?" I ask her. "Shoes are still dropping all over the place. I´m not kidding," I say. "It´s Normandy out there.”
― Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce

“Authenticity was the key to any deception.
Sometimes authenticity was disgusting.”
― Jodi Meadows, The Orphan Queen

“LET'S FACE IT...
WE ALL HEAR BLOODY LIES,
WE ALL SEE DECEPTION WITH OUR OWN EYES,
WE ARE NEITHER DUMB NOR BLIND...
WE JUST DON'T HAVE THE COURAGE TO SPEAK OUR MINDS.”
― Mouloud Benzadi

“He gazes at the tree's roots tangled with broken gravestones; root and stone merge like something in the jungle.How mixed up everything is. Memories mix and merge till he hardly knows what's true. Sometimes he thinks Edgar kissed him; sometimes he knows it never happened.”
― Lesley Glaister, A Particular Man

“Joanna had finally identified the terrorist who had kidnapped her son.”
― Michael Parker, The Eagle's Covenant

“Hope is the great deceiver. Hope is the piper who leads us sleepy to our slaughter.”
― Brent Weeks, The Broken Eye

“Trust the story ... the storyteller may dissemble and deceive, the story can't: the story can only ever be itself.”
― James Robertson, And the Land Lay Still

“The moonlight drifts in silently from the dark sky and onto the light wooden blinds that hang at each of the three windows in the narrow room. Outside, the streets are tranquil, radiating the heat of the August day that ended a few hours before.”
― M.F. Kelleher, Olivia Streete and the Parisian Contract