O, what may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!
O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
No disguise can long conceal love where it exists, or long feign it where it is lacking.[Il n’y a point de déguisement qui puisse longtemps cacher l’amour où il est, ni le feindre où il n’est pas.]
Men have courage – one knows that, but they are more easily deceived than women.
Lying, the telling of beautiful untrue things, is the proper aim of Art.
Loyalty it is a pestilential thing in crime. Again and again it obscures the truth.
It was wise to beware of people who were not telling the truth.
It is easier to seem worthy of employments we do not practise than of those we do.[Il est plus facile de paraître digne des emplois qu’on n’a pas que de ceux que l’on exerce.]
In thy foul throat thou liest!
If you pretend to be good, the world takes you very seriously. If you pretend to be bad, it doesn’t. Such is the astounding stupidity of optimism.
If the spider lets the fly walk out too easily, the fly might suspect it was a put-up job.
If it is necessary for a criminal to be a consummate actress, then by all means assume her to be one.
