Oh, what a tangled web we weave…when first we practice to deceive.
Often, little brother, there is no smoke without fire.
I’d rather hear an ugly truth, rather than an obscure lie.
Well…letting the cat out of the bag is a lot easier than putting it in.
A smiling lie is a whirlwind, easy to enter, but hard to escape.
A man must be honest enough to make mistakes, if not he’s just lying to you
Webs of deceit were not only tangled, they were also very lonely.
We have a good arrangement. Roman lies to me and I pretend to believe him.
Lies suck; they tear you apart from the inside out.
I wasn’t sure what was worse: being oblivious or living within reality. (Eric)