Language and words for psychopaths are only word deep; there is no emotional colouring behind it. A psychopath can use a word like, 'I love you' but it means nothing more to him than if he said, 'I'll have a cup of coffee.'
Just because someone tells you they love you, it doesn't mean they actually do.
Great hatred can be concealed in the countenance, and much in a kiss.
Betrayal answers betrayal, the mask of love is answered by the disappearance of love.
Spread yourself upon his bosom publicly, whose heart you would eat in private.
Sometimes the people who mean you harm, are the ones that say they love you.
I am very interested and fascinated how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other.
People only love you as long as they're getting something of you, but the minute you say something they don't want to hear or do something they don't want to see, all the admiration drains from their hearts.
I felt that everyone had the same sentiments when it came to love that I did. I felt like if you really cared for somebody, then that was it. It never occurred to me that people could lie about the way they felt about you. I had to learn that the hard way.
Beautiful coquettes are quacks of love.
I like Valentine's Day. The trouble is the florists and the candy-makers and the card people are all advertising so much, you don't dare let the day go by without making an offering, whether you mean it or not. Money exceeds affection.
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.
I'd been blindsided with the most painful knowledge: the first man to ever say he loved me had never loved me at all. His passion had been artificial. His pursuit of me had been choreographed.
I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me.
Don't lie to me! Don't seem so normal when I know you have cut yourself off from me in your heart! If you can put on our affectionate closeness like a mask, then I'll never be able to take joy in it again.
She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing My fake plastic love But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run.
You have never loved me. You have only thought it pleasant to be in love with me.
When affection only speaks, truth is not always there.
That Hollywood thing, where everybody hugs and kisses everybody else - I always stiffen. It's an assumed familiarity. It's phony.
How wide is all this long pretense! There is in love a sweetness ready penned, Copy out only that, and save expense.
How fondly swindlers coddle their dupes! No mother is as caressing or thoughtful towards her adored child as a merchant in hypocrisy toward his milch-cow.
One of the cruelest things you can do to another person is pretend you care about them more than you really do.
She'd play around and tease me with her carefree devil eyes. She'd hold me close and kiss me, but her heart was full of lies.
To be hated cordially, is only a left-handed compliment.
Said I loved you but I lied, cause this is more than love I feel inside.
