#deceit

A fascist is one whose lust for money or power is combined with such an intensity of intolerance toward those of other races, parties, classes, religions, cultures, regions or nations as to make him ruthless in his use of deceit or violence to attain his ends. ↗

— Henry A. Wallace

#classes #combined #cultures #deceit #ends

In our daily life, we encounter people who are angry, deceitful, intent only on satisfying their own needs. There is so much anger, distrust, greed, and pettiness that we are losing our capacity to work well together. ↗

— Margaret J. Wheatley

#angry #capacity #daily #daily life #deceitful

Children wear their natures like brightly-colored clothes; that's why they lie so transparently. Adulthood is the art of deceit. ↗

— Robert Charles Wilson

#childhood #deceit #lying #art

Vengeance, retaliation, retribution, revenge are deceitful brothers; vile, beguiling demons promising justifiable compensation to a pained soul for his losses. Yet in truth they craftily fester away all else of worth remaining." - from "The Tarishe Curse ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#compensation #deceit #destruction #retaliation #retribution

It is only hope which is real, and reality is a bitterness and a deceit. ↗

— William Makepeace Thackeray

#bitterness #deceit #only #real #reality

In a time of universal deceit - telling the truth is a revolutionary act. ↗

— George Orwell

#deceit #revolutionary #telling #telling the truth #time

I love that she loves me a 10, on a 5-point scale. Well, I know it’s a 5-point scale, though I asked her on a 1-100 scale.

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— Dark Jar Tin Zoo

#deceit #deceived #deception #delirious #funny

I am convinced that human life is filled with many pure, happy, serene examples of insincerity, truly splendid of their kind-of people deceiving one another without (strangely enough) any wounds being inflicted, of people who seem unaware even that they are deceiving one another. ↗

— Osamu Dazai

#deception #human #life #life

…deceitful!” she decided with a little bounce of fury that briefly ballooned the silk of her trousers. “There! You deceitful …” “Gillia…” “…misleading, dishonest, insincere…” “Those are all the same words, Gill—” “Ooh! Liar!” She’d managed to get her hands on a small pillow. He ducked just as it whizzed past him. In justice, however, it did strike the mosaic vase behind him on an engraved mahogany pedestal, and it tipped and spun on its base before landing in a shattered heap on the bare floor. “Now, look what you’ve done!” she accused tearfully and bolted from the room. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#betrayal #deceit #romance #anger

Cunning grows in deceit at seeing itself discovered, and tries to deceive with truth itself. ↗

— Balthasar Gracian

#deceit #truth #art