sham [Theme] Page 1

He hasn't rested in a while...

Feigned modesty serves as a spicy seasoning for sophisticated debauchery; without being deceived on this account, the voluptuary relishes all the piquancy of the hypocritical game.

Pretending is a special art of existence.

Mark: He's the real one. Now you have seen.

I know that being natural is a posture, and the most hateful posture for people! exclaimed Lord Henry with a laugh.

In architecture, lightness is deceptive here and now, and in people we trust the pretense of past experience of topics accompanied by pretense.

You can, of course, tell a lie, taking it for the truth, but the concept of "liar" is associated with the idea of intentional lies. A person is a complete pretense, a lie, hypocrisy not only in front of others, but also in front of himself.

Rinat exhaled heavily, as if hearing a sentence, and fell silent. Take your mother-in-law to the hospital - that's all! Such a trifle in order to hush up this unbearable situation right now and return everything to square one. Rinat rejoiced in his soul that the disagreements were over, and even with such little blood, but not a single muscle of his face trembled. He knew that as soon as he willingly agreed to this measure, or even just showed joy, his wife would feel her disproportionate to guilt and, perhaps, add a couple of demands to the appendage; if he, making a serious face, shows that the decision is given to him with difficulty, then she will then, when everything settles down, will make excuses, which forces him against his will.

People who don the cheap cloth of justice are often the first to fall ...

“You can live your Zelda life in this Zelda City and pretend to be Zelda, but I know it's not you. People don't change, Diana. Mister Rack - Zelda. He is happy and carefree and loving. But you and I are Zoe. We are Zoe, Diana. Cynical, sad and angry. There is darkness inside you, and you can hide it under a burrito the size of your head, but one day this darkness will burst out, and as soon as it happens, call me.

Clinging to the borrowed words, we reassured each other, however, because of these actions, our relationship could no longer be restored. Now this is a pretense. Therefore, I'm going to finish off this falsehood, to put an end to everything, leaving only the true part. My high school romantic life has failed ... It's time to end.

We're freaks. Of course not outwardly, we are pretty successful at pretending to be human. But as soon as we look into our eyes, everything becomes clear at once.

Antics do not suit either the human face or the human soul.

Do you think that people are what they seem to be, and that everything is as you were taught to think in school, good and right? So no, all this is just a pretense to hold cowardly, humble, ordinary people in their hands.