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"Il faut bonne mémoire après qu'on a menti."
"You lie—under a mistake— For this is the most civil sort of lie That can be given to a man's face, I now Say what I think."
"Ita enim finitima sunt falsa veris ut in præcipitem locum non debeat se sapiens committere."
"Happy art thou, as if every day thou hadst picked up a horseshoe."
"In my experience, there's no such thing as luck."
"And none speaks false, when there is none to hear."
"Mendaci homini ne verum quidem dicenti credere solemus."
"There is no liar like the one who lies to himself. He has a fool indeed for an audience."
"A giurar presti i mentitor son sempre."
"The silent colossal National Lie that is the support and confederate of all the tyrannies and shams and inequalities and unfairnesses that afflict the peoples—that is the one to throw bricks and sermons at."
"Some of you will be successful, and such will need but little philosophy to take them home in cheerful spirits; others will be disappointed, and will be in a less happy mood. To such, let it be said, “Lay it not too much to heart.” Let them adopt the maxim, “Better luck next time”; and then, by renewed exertion, make that better luck for themselves."
"Sometimes luck is with you and sometimes it's not with you. That's the way life is."
"Se non volea pulir sua scusa tanto, Che la facesse di menzogna rea."
"The glory which is built upon a lie soon becomes a most unpleasant incumbrance. … How easy it is to make people believe a lie, and how hard it is to undo that work again!"
"“I don’t think he (Branch Rickey) would lie,” said Red Smith, “but he was so good at evasion, at circumlocution, that he didn’t have to lie.”"
"As they who make Good luck a god count all unlucky men."
"Shallow men believe in luck, believe in circumstances: It was somebody's name, or he happened to be there at the time, or, it was so then, and another day it would have been otherwise. Strong men believe in cause and effect."
"But he that sows lies in the end shall not lack of a harvest, and soon he may rest from toil indeed, while others reap and sow in his stead."
"When hope lies dead—ah, when 'tis death to live, And wrongs remembered make the heart still bleed, Better are Sleep's kind lies for Life's blind need Than truth, if lies a little peace can give."
"“I trust to luck to get me by. Luck and destiny.” His eyes were bright with reflected moonlight. “Sometimes they serve me well.”"
"I mean you lie—under a mistake."
"Now all the truth is out, Be secret and take defeat From any brazen throat, For how can you compete, Being honor bred, with one Who, were it proved he lies, Were neither shamed in his own Nor in his neighbors’ eyes?"
"An experienced, industrious, ambitious, and often quite picturesque liar."
"Some say I lucked up; I call it perfect timing."
"If you want truth to go round the world you must hire an express train to pull it. But if you want a lie to go round the world, it will fly; it is light as a feather and a breath will carry it."
"A lie never lives to be old."
"An occasional little white lie such as Weston's probably won't cause any lasting damage. And at times, telling the truth—particularly the whole truth to a child who's not at an age to handle it—may do more harm than good, they say."
"As ill-luck would have it."
"I am a great believer in luck. The harder I work, the more of it I seem to have."
"It is better to be poor and walk in integrity than to be stupid and speak lies."
"Tell a lie and then tell the truth: it will be considered a lie."
"An evil soul producing holy witness Is like a villain with a smiling cheek; A goodly apple rotten at the heart: O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!"
"Stop! I am not a real Sharkslayer! I lied."
"As long as you live you should not increase evil by telling lies; for if you do, to succumb will be your lot."
"With any luck. Stark smiled cynically. Not that he did not believe in luck. Rather, he had found it to be an uncertain ally."
"We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born. The potential people who could have been here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Sahara. Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton. We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively outnumbers the set of actual people. In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here. We privileged few, who won the lottery of birth against all odds, how dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state from which the vast majority have never stirred?"
"Everybody lies."
"Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying! I grant you I was down and out of breath; and so was he: but we rose both at an instant and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock."
"For my part, if a lie may do thee grace, I'll gild it with the happiest terms I have."
"As we all know, the most effective lies are the ones sprinkled with the most actual truths."
"Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to the vice of lying!"
"I don't watch the ball. I watch them. Like I said — You make your own luck. Perception is reality. And it doesn't matter a tuppeny toss where the ball actually lands... Just as long as they see what I want them to see."
"No one I met at this time — doctors, nurses, practicantes, or fellow-patients — failed to assure me that a man who is hit through the neck and survives it is the luckiest creature alive. I could not help thinking that it would be even luckier not to be hit at all."
"Whose tongue soe'er speaks false, Not truly speaks; who speaks not truly, lies."
"When liars enter by the city gate, in front of them there is a finger pointing at them, behind them there is a finger pointing at them."
"It reminds us that a man driven to desire to possess a certain female is a highly purposive individual. We have already noted that evolution tends to mark time when individuals have no reason to evolve. The same applies to individuals; they may be talented and intelligent, and yet waste their lives because they somehow lack the motivation to make use of these faculties. The best piece of luck that can befall any individual is to have a strong sense of purpose."
"Un menteur est toujours prodigue de serments."
"A brave man struggling in the storms of fate."
"As the bird by wandering, as the swallow by flying, so the curse causeless shall not come."
"My fearful trust "en vogant la galère." (Come what may.)"