But if a man cannot obtain to that judgment, then it is left to bim generally, to be close, and a dissembler. For where a man cannot choose, or vary in particulars, there it is good to take the safest, and wariest way, in general; like the going softly, by one that cannot well see.
For the second, which is dissimulation; it followeth many times upon secrecy, by a necessity; so that he that will be secret, must be a dissembler in some degree.
But it is necessary to know well how to disguise this characteristic, and to be a great pretender and dissembler; and men are so simple, and so subject to present necessities, that he who seeks to deceive will always find someone who will allow himself to be deceived.
The West Wind is too great a king to be a dissembler: he is no calculator plotting deep schemes in a sombre heart; he is too strong for small artifices; there is passion in all his moods, even in the soft mood of his serene days, in the grace of his blue sky whose immense and unfathomable tenderness reflected in the mirror of the sea embraces, possesses, lulls to sleep the ships with white sails.
“Little dissembler!” said Montalais, “try again to make me believe you are not in love with Raoul.”
She had not been much of a dissembler, until now her loneliness taught her to feign.
So spake the false dissembler unperceivd; For neither Man nor Angel can discern Hypocrisie, the only evil that walks Invisible, except to God alone, By his permissive will, through Heav’n and Earth: And oft though wisdom wake, suspicion sleeps At wisdoms Gate, and to simplicitie Resigns her charge, while goodness thinks no ill Where no ill seems: Which now for once beguil’d URIEL, though Regent of the Sun, and held The sharpest sighted Spirit of all in Heav’n; Who to the fraudulent Impostor foule In his uprightness answer thus returnd.
C., who struck off with great skill brief humorous pictures of typical figures–the Dissembler, the Flatterer, the Coward, and so on.
The suddenness and completeness of the discovery threw the housekeeper, practiced dissembler as she was, completely off her guard.
“Are you such a good dissembler?” Raskolnikov asked carelessly.
This parable speak I unto you sentimental dissemblers, unto you, the “pure discerners!” You do I call–covetous ones!
If she had done that, she ceased to be an object of interest, she threw in her lot with the vulgarest of dissemblers: a woman engaged in a love affair with Beaufort “classed” herself irretrievably.