O, what a tangled web we weave, — Dishonesty

"But when the fox hath once got in his nose, Hell soon find means to make the body follow."

"With an auspicious and a dropping eye, With mirth in funeral, and with dirge in marriage, In equal scale weighing delight and dole."

"Therefore, now that you have put away deceit, each one of you speak truth with his neighbor, because we are members belonging to one another."

"A lie is an abomination unto the Lord, and a very present help in trouble."

"Make the Moor thank me, love me and reward me, For making him egregiously an ass."

"Le bruit est pour le fat, la plainte pour le sot; Lhonnête homme trompé séloigne et ne dit mot."