If they tell the police, the police will find out she was driving, and her career will be put into hell.

You never monkey with the truth.

Of all feats of skill the most difficult is that of being honest.

All you'll get from strangers is surface pleasantry or indifference. Only someone who loves you will criticize you.

If you care, let those people know. If you don't, then make sure those people know.

Listen, I do care about you. If that time ever comes, when I say "I don't care", trust me, in that moment, I will be lying.

I took the money and passed the box across the counter and said politely, 'Your choice of colour really lacks style.' I smiled and Beth laughed and the guy asked to see my manager. I got Bert and he...

The deception of others is almost always rooted in the deception of ourselves.

People seem to overlook an old man losing his mind if he occasionally made light of it.

There's not a lot to do when you don't want to do anything.

Honesty is not always the best policy when it hurts the person you care about the most and pushes them away.

We're gonna lie when the truth is hard? That's how this relationship is going to work? All righty, then.

Regarding 'Jabez's Prayer', I will say at once that I am a very poor Christian, and indeed a bad man. My besetting sins are many, and the least of them are the fleshlier ones: the really deadly ones...

In politics, nothing is contemptible.

You should spend more time reading the Good Book and less reading all those novels. What are you going to tell the Lord on Judgement Day when He asks you why you didn't read your bible? Hmm? I said....

I do not say words, which you want to hear. The words just told me, to write them down.

If you're not gonna tell the truth, then why start talking?

Look, I'm not a demon here. I don't eat babies or kick puppies. I just tell the truth. She shrugged. "Can I help it if that makes the liars of the world angry?"

Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths.

Say whatever your memory suggests is true; but add nothing and exaggerate nothing.

I pull back, gasping for breath. Reeling. His breath is ragged, and I place my hands on his cheeks to steady him. Is this okay? I whisper. Are you okay?His reply is anguished. Honest. I love you.

Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty?

Masks beneath masks until suddenly the bare bloodless skull.

Maybe my expectations for honesty are too high.

What you didn't tell someone was just as debilitating as what you did.

Suddenly this is all too hard. I am tired of putting up walls. I want someone with the strength - and the honesty - to break them down.

Was it necessary to tell me that you wanted nothing in the world but me?'The corners of his mouth drooped peevishly.Oh, my dear, it's rather hard to take quite literally the things a man says when...

There is nothing in this world that never takes a step outside a person's heart.

Life is warped. I'm just in sync.

The whole art of government consists in the art of being honest.