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Lying Quotes (page 83)

Destiny Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours For one lone soul another lonely soul Each choosing each through all the weary hours And meeting strangely at one sudden goal The blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers Into one beautiful and perfect whole; And life’s long night is ended, and the way Lies open onward to eternal day Dean Koontz
Snow-quiet, sleep-silent, only the fun-fire faraway songsinging of children; and the room was blue with cold, colder than the cold of fairytales: lie down my heart among the igloo flowers of snow. Truman Capote
But there were also times when she cried out in the darkness biting her lips - cried out against the substance of her age: for it was now that she should be young; now above all other times, with the wisdom in her, the wisdom that was frittered away in her 'teens', set aside in her twenties, now, lying there, palpable and with forty summers gone. She clenched her hands together. What good was wisdom; what good was anything when the fawn is fled from the grove? Mervyn Peake
I have no right to call myself one who knows. I was one who seeks, and I still am, but I no longer seek in the stars or in books; I'm beginning to hear the teachings of my blood pulsing within me. My story isn't pleasant, it's not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves. Herman Hesse
Lao Tzu quote: "The hard and mighty lie beneath the ground. While the tender..."
The hard and mighty lie beneath the ground. While the tender and weak dance on the breeze above. Lao Tzu
Mario Puzo quote: "The strength of a family, like the strength of an army, lies..."
The strength of a family, like the strength of an army, lies in its loyalty to each other. Mario Puzo
As I say at the beginning of my workshops, 'Everything I say here is a lie -- bullshit, in other words -- because anything that you put in words is not experience, is not the experiment. It's a representation -- a misrepresentation. John Lilly
One might be tempted to extol as an advance over Sophocles the radical tendency of Euripides to produce a proper relation between art and the public. But "public," after all, is a mere word. In no sense is it a homogeneous and constant quantity. Why should the artist be bound to accommodate himself to a power whose strength lies solely in numbers? And if, by virtue of his endowments and aspirations, he should feel himself superior to every one of these spectators, how could he feel... Friedrich Nietzsche
Both salvation and punishment for man lie in the fact that if he lives wrongly he can befog himself so as not to see the misery of his position. Leo Tolstoy
Lawrence Durrell quote: "I am quite alone. I am neither happy nor unhappy; I lie..."
I am quite alone. I am neither happy nor unhappy; I lie suspended like a hair or a feather in the cloudy mixtures of memory. Lawrence Durrell
sometimes, fact mixed with fiction so thoroughly that, though no lies were told, it was hard to remember what was strictly true. Stephenie Meyer
William Shakespeare quote: "Care keeps his watch in every old man’s eye, And where care..."
Care keeps his watch in every old man’s eye, And where care lodges, sleep will never lie. William Shakespeare
This hill though high I covent ascend; The difficulty will not me offend; For I perceive the way of life lies here. Come, pluck up, heart; let's neither faint nor fear. John Bunyan
Jean Cocteau quote: "I am a lie that always speaks the truth."
I am a lie that always speaks the truth. Jean Cocteau
Why do you lie with your legs ungainly huddled, And one arm bent across your sullen cold. Exhausted face? It hurts my heart to watch you, Deep-shadow'd from the candle's guttering gold; And you wonder why I shake you by the shoulder; Drowsy, you mumble and sigh and turn your head.... You are too young to fall asleep for ever; And when you sleep you remind me of the dead. Siegfried Sassoon

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