Was ever book containing such vile matter
So fairly bound? O, that deceit should dwell
In such a gorgeous palace!
When I consider life, 't is all a cheat.
Yet fool'd with hope, men favour the deceit;
Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay.
To-morrow's falser than the former day;
Lies worse, and while it says we shall be blest
With some new joys, cuts off what we possest.
Strange cozenage! none would live past years again,
Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain;
And from the dregs of life think to receive
What the first sprightly running could not give.
What mighty ills have not been done by woman!
Who was 't betrayed the Capitol?--A woman!
Who lost Mark Antony the world?--A woman!
Who was the cause of a long ten years' war,
And laid at last old Troy in ashes?--Woman!
Destructive, damnable, deceitful woman!
Yet still we hug the dear deceit.
Oh for a lodge in some vast wilderness,
Some boundless contiguity of shade,
Where rumour of oppression and deceit,
Of unsuccessful or successful war,
Might never reach me more.
This world is all a fleeting show,
For man's illusion given;
The smiles of joy, the tears of woe,
Deceitful shine, deceitful flow,--
There's nothing true but Heaven.
He used to say that personal beauty was a better introduction than any letter; but others say that it was Diogenes who gave this description of it, while Aristotle called beauty "the gift of God;" that Socrates called it "a short-lived tyranny;" Theophrastus, "a silent deceit;" Theocritus, "an ivory mischief;" Carneades, "a sovereignty which stood in need of no guards."
If appearances are deceitful, then they do not deserve any confidence when they assert what appears to them to be true.
Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain.
The Fox and the Crow A crow having stolen a bit of meat, perched in a tree and held it in her beak. A Fox, seeing this, longed to possess the meat himself, and by a wily stratagem succeeded. How handsome is the Crow, he exclaimed, in the beauty of her shape and in the fairness of her complexion! Oh, if her voice were only equal to her beauty, she would deservedly be considered the Queen of Birds! This he said deceitfully; but the Crow, anxious to refute the reflection cast upon her voice, set up a loud caw and dropped the flesh. The Fox quickly picked it up, and thus addressed the Crow: My good Crow, your voice is right enough, but your wit is wanting.
Ever note, Lucilius, When love begins to sicken and decay It useth an enforced ceremony. There are no tricks in plain and simple faith; But hollow men, like horses hot at hand, Make gallant show and promise of their mettle; But when they should endure the bloody spur, They fall their crests, and like deceitful jades Sink in the trial.
Feast of Saints & Martyrs of England Old truths must be constantly re-stated if they are not to be forgotten. To Homer, the dawn was "rosy-fingered"; to Shakespeare, it was "in russet mantle clad"; to Housman, "the ship of sunrise burning". The scientist can explain exactly why the sky looks as it does in the early morning, the physiologist why we perceive as we do. Yet no one suggests that there is no dawn at all, or that its appearance has changed over the centuries, or that any one of these percipients was mad or deceitful. Why should our knowledge of the Creator be less capable of variety and development than our knowledge of any aspect of Creation?
God is not averse to deceit in a holy cause.
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.
The people of the world having once been deceived, suspect deceit in truth itself.
The people of the world having once been deceived, suspect deceit in truth itself.
Faithful are the wounds of a friend; but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.
Hope, deceitful as it is, serves at least to lead us to the end of our lives by an agreeable route.
The lintel low enough to keep out pomp and pride; The threshold high enough to turn deceit aside; The doorband strong enough from robbers to defend; This door will open at a touch to welcome every friend.
There is no whaler and no whale biologist, no matter how experienced, who is so jaded that his heart does not race at the sight of a blue whale. â¢Dale Rice Nothing excites jaded grandmasters more than a theoretical novelty â¢Dominic Lawson I used to be a hopeless romanticâI fell in love with everyone I went out with. Now I'm a little more . . . jaded â¢Source Unknown People say the word 'naive' as if it were a bad thing. Frankly, I believe that being naive, like a child, is being innocent. Being innocent is happiness. Once innocence is lost there is no turning back, we have now become cynical and jaded adults â¢Source Unknown We'll have to change our jaded ways, but I've loved these days. â¢Billy Joel ...time misspent and faculties mis-employed, and senses jaded by labor, or impaired by excess, cannot be recalled any more than that freshness of the heart, before it has become aware of the deceits of others, and of its own. â¢John Randolph I'm not jaded but I'm not controlled by my emotions. It's not that I'm emotionless, I just have the ability not to be controlled by things like love and hate. â¢Marilyn Manson If I don't make it know that, I've loved you all along. Just like sunny days that, we didn't know because we're all dumb and jaded , and I pray to God I figure out whats wrong.
Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore.
The people of the world having once been deceived, suspect deceit in truth itself.
Men of noble birth are noted to be envious towards new men when they rise. For the distance is altered, and it is like a deceit of the eye, that when others come on they think themselves go back.
O for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade; Where rumor of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
Men of noble birth are noted to be envious towards new men when they rise. For the distance is altered, and it is like a deceit of the eye, that when others come on they think themselves go back.