Lying is the same as alcoholism. Liars prevaricate even on their deathbeds.
Anton Pavlovich Chekhov
Figures don't lie, but liars figure.
Samuel Langhorne Clemens
The income tax has made more liars out of the American people than golf has
Will Rogers
Fishing is a delusion entirely surrounded by liars in old clothes.
Don Marquis
The income tax has made more liars out of the American people than golf has.
Will Rogers
There will always be liars, swindlers and charlatans. Hopefully there will also always be the modern Houdinis and the seekers of the truth, snapping at their heels and holding them to account.
Derren Victor Brown
liars out of the American people than golf
Will Rogers
The income tax has made liars out of more Americans than golf
Will Rogers
Of all the liars in the world, sometimes the worst are your own fears.
Rudyard Kipling
It is the nature of ambition to make men liars and cheats, to hide the truth in their breasts, and show, like jugglers, another thing in their mouths, to cut all friendships and enmities to the measure of their own interest, and to make a good countenance without the help of good will.
Unknown
Liars are always most disposed to swear.
Mohamed Abdel Moneim Fayed
It's a feature of our age that if you write a work of fiction, everyone assumes that the people and events in it are disguised biography but if you write your biography, it's equally assumed you're lying your head off. This last may be true, at any rate of poets: Plato said that poets should be excluded from the ideal republic because they are such liars. I am a poet, and I affirm that this is true. About no subject are poets tempted to lie so much as about their own lives; I know one of them who has floated at least five versions of his autobiography, none of them true. I of course being also a novelist am a much more truthful person than that. But since poets lie, how can you believe me?
Margaret Eleanor Atwood
Men are liars. We'll lie about lying if we have to. I'm an algebra liar. I figure two good lies make a positive.
Tim Allen
A Stellars jay hopped along behind him, watching closely for dropped crumbs. Its dark, he told the bird. Go to sleep. I've eaten already. Where were you? No food now. The bird persisted, however; it knew humans were liars.
Gregory Dale Bear