People go, "He's a conman! He's bloody! How could he do something so deceitful!"

They make a goal, a goal that the goal should be, "How could I conceive of my life so that if I had that life, it would clearly be worth living so I wouldn't have to be bitter, resentful, deceitful, arrogant, and

We might, in irritation, be tempted to label our lover a liar or deceitful. But something far more poignant is at play. What we have on our hands is that most benighted of psychological types – the people-pleaser, a harried soul morbidly fearful of expressing their true opinions lest these clash with those of others and prone to initiating a variety of secret agendas in the hope of continuing to be liked. People-pleasers are hard enough at the office or in ordinary friendships. But they're especially tricky in love, for their behaviour so carefully tickles the area of our most profound hope – that someone, at last, agrees with us. It isn't that the people-pleaser is deep down entirely at odds with us. That would be too neat and, in a sense, simple enough to deal with. It's just we can't easily tell when natural alignment ends and manic subservient agreement begins. What should we make of this musical enthusiasm? Do they really think exactly as we do about money? The questions get ever larger and more consequential.

They're selfish and deceitful. They are full of lies.

To be honest, you can't really rely too much on this kind of self-reporting to assess what we're talking about today, because while some people who are overconfident, or obsessed with power, or downright deceitful might tell you that they are, there's a certain subset that won't.

if we all got our act together collectively and stop making things worse because that's another thing people do all the time, not only do they not do what they should to make things better, they actively attempt to make things worse because they're spiteful or resentful or arrogant or deceitful or homicidal or genocidal or all of those things all bundled together in an absolutely pathological package.

Here's the tale of two coffee shop owners, Jim and Janice. Jim started his coffee shop with the intention of making lots of money. Whenever customers bought coffee, he analyzed how he set up the store, what he said, and how he acted in relation to how much money he made that day. So, he began to learn how to behave in order to maximize his profits. Jim found out that when he lied about the quality of the coffee—saying that it was made from extraordinarily rare beans when it was actually made from regular beans—he made more money. So, naturally, he began to lie about the quality of his coffee. As he made more and more money, he began to tell other lies too, about how his coffee was ethically sourced, and so on. In the short term, he began to make lots of money, and from the outside, it seemed as if he was very productive. But eventually, a journalist who had received an anonymous tip from one of Jim's employees began to do an investigation. She uncovered the truth of Jim's deceitful operation and exposed it to the public.

holmes lived inside a monument to death and deceitful.

Bingley," said Elizabeth, "must disarm reproof." "Nothing is more deceitful," said Darcy, "than the appearance of humility.

Devious, despotic, deceitful.