Hateful to me as the gates of Hades is that man who hides one thing in his heart and speaks read more

Hateful to me as the gates of Hades is that man who hides one thing in his heart and speaks another.

Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.

Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.

You think him to be your dupe; if he feigns to be so who is the
greater dupe, he read more

You think him to be your dupe; if he feigns to be so who is the
greater dupe, he or you?
[Fr., Vous le croyez votre dupe: s'il feint de l'etre, qui est
plus dupe, de lui ou de vous?]

It seems to me that there are two kinds of trickery: the "fronts" people assume before one another's eyes, and read more

It seems to me that there are two kinds of trickery: the "fronts" people assume before one another's eyes, and the "front" a writer puts on the face of reality.

What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he
hid himself among women.

What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he
hid himself among women.

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That read more

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what world calls a romance.

A sheep in sheep's clothing.

A sheep in sheep's clothing.

Deceit is in haste, but honesty can wait a fair leisure

Deceit is in haste, but honesty can wait a fair leisure

He seemed
For dignity compos'd and high exploit:
But all was false and hollow.

He seemed
For dignity compos'd and high exploit:
But all was false and hollow.