Quotes about rumors

Rumors are the weapon of the weak-minded.

The only thing worse than spreading rumors is believing them.

Don’t believe everything you hear, especially if it’s a rumor.

Rumors are like seeds, they spread and grow until they become uncontrollable.

A rumor is a story that someone else wants you to believe, without any evidence.

Rumors are the currency of the bored and the bitter.

Rumors are the fuel that keeps gossip alive.

Rumors are the whispers of jealousy and insecurity.

The truth is like a rock, while rumors are like feathers floating in the wind.

Rumors are the guilty pleasure of the idle mind.

Rumors are like weeds in a garden, they choke the truth.

Don’t let rumors define your reality, find your own truth.

Rumors may paint a picture, but they rarely capture the true essence of a person.

Rumors can be as destructive as a fire, spreading chaos and destroying trust.

Rumors are the echoes of people’s imagination.

Rumors are like a snowball rolling down a hill, getting bigger and more powerful with every turn.

Rumors are the result of people’s fear of the unknown.

Rumors are the offspring of ignorance and misinformation.

Rumors may be entertaining, but they are rarely accurate.

Rumors are like a virus, infecting minds with doubt and suspicion.

Rumors are the souvenirs of a twisted game of telephone.

Rumors are the arrows shot from the bow of gossip.

Rumors are the whispers of insecurity and jealousy.

Rumors may be loud, but the truth always speaks louder.

Rumors are the result of people’s fear of the truth.

Rumors are as reliable as a broken compass.

Rumors are the fuel that keeps gossip alive.

Rumors are the ghosts of truth, haunting the minds of the naive.

Rumors are the product of idle minds and idle tongues.

Rumors are like weeds, they thrive in the absence of truth.

Rumors are the dark clouds that hide the light of truth.

Rumors are the shadows that distort reality.

Rumors are the whispers of fear and doubt.

Rumors are the seeds of mistrust, sown by the envious.

Rumors are like a game of broken telephone, where the truth gets lost in translation.

Rumors are the result of people’s need for drama and excitement.

Rumors are the fruit of a poisonous tree.

Rumors are the mosquitoes that suck the blood of truth.

Rumors are like a wildfire, spreading without control.

Rumors are the weapons of the weak and the envious.

Rumors are the snakes that slither in the shadows of truth.

Rumors are the dust that clouds the vision of reality.

Rumors are the whispers of the insecure and the bitter.

Rumors are like a blackjack dealer, always trying to stack the deck in their favor.

Rumors are the empty calories of information.

Rumors are the barking dogs that never bite.

Rumors are the masks that people wear to hide their own insecurities.

Rumors are the graffiti on the walls of truth.

Rumors are the fuel that keeps the rumor mill running.

Rumors are the ghosts of truth, haunting the minds of the gullible.