Hateful to me as are the gates of hell,
Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart,
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Hateful to me as are the gates of hell,
Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart,
Utters another.

There is a cunning which we in England call the turning of the
cat in the pan.

There is a cunning which we in England call the turning of the
cat in the pan.

The pleasures of the world are deceitful; they promise more than they give. They trouble us in seeking them, they read more

The pleasures of the world are deceitful; they promise more than they give. They trouble us in seeking them, they do not satisfy us when possessing them and they make us despair in losing them.

We are never deceived, we deceive ourselves.
[Ger., Man wird betrogen, man betrugt sich selbst.]

We are never deceived, we deceive ourselves.
[Ger., Man wird betrogen, man betrugt sich selbst.]

For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, who art as black as hell, as dark as night.

For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, who art as black as hell, as dark as night.

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.

Men are always sincere. They change sincerities, that's all.

Men are always sincere. They change sincerities, that's all.

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.

If the world will be gulled, let it be gulled.

If the world will be gulled, let it be gulled.