The only vice that cannot be forgiven is hypocrisy. The repentance of a hypocrite is itself hypocrisy.
A hypocrite despises those whom he deceives, but has no respect for himself. He would make a dupe of himself too, if he could.
Only the hypocrite is really rotten to the core.
The only thing worse than a liar is a liar that's also a hypocrite!
Only crime and the criminal, it is true, confront us with the perplexity of radical evil; but only the hypocrite is really rotten to the core.
The true hypocrite is the one who ceases to perceive his deception, the one who lies with sincerity.
We ought to see far enough into a hypocrite to see even his sincerity.
For neither man nor angel can discern hypocrisy, the only evil that walks invisible, except to God alone.
Every man alone is sincere. At the entrance of a second person, hypocrisy begins
Hypocrisy is the most difficult and nerve-racking vice that any man can pursue; it needs an unceasing vigilance and a rare detachment of spirit. It cannot, like adultery or gluttony, be practiced at spare moments; it is a whole-time job.
A hypocrite is the kind of politician who would cut down a redwood tree, then mount the stump and make a speech for conservation.
Man is the only animal that learns by being hypocritical. He pretends to be polite and then, eventually, he becomes polite.
As witnesses not of our intentions but of our conduct, we can be true or false, and the hypocrite's crime is that he bears false witness against himself. What makes it so plausible to assume that hypocrisy is the vice of vices is that integrity can indeed exist under the cover of all other vices except this one. Only crime and the criminal, it is true, confront us with the perplexity of radical evil; but only the hypocrite is really rotten to the core.
Hypocrisy in anything whatever may deceive the cleverest and most penetrating man, but the least wide-awake of children recognizes it, and is revolted by it, however ingeniously it may be disguised.
If we divine a discrepancy between a man's words and his character, the whole impression of him becomes broken and painful; he revolts the imagination by his lack of unity, and even the good in him is hardly accepted.
He who would do good to another must do it in minute particulars.
Why lie? I'm not going to be a hypocrite and say the opposite of what I think, like some others do.
He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars: general Good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite, and flatterer, for Art and Science cannot exist but in minutely organized Particulars.
General good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocite, flatterer.
Clean your finger before you point at my spots.
or simply:
