Lying is done with words, and also with silence.
—Adrienne Rich in Women and Honor
It was beautiful and simple, as truly great swindles are.
Everybody lies, but it doesn't matter because nobody listens.
If I were two-faced, would I be wearing this one?
The best liar is he who makes the smallest amount of lying go the longest way.
Marge, it takes two to lie. One to lie and one to listen.
When a child first catches adults out — when it first walks into his grave little head that adults do not have divine intelligence, that their judgments are not always wise, their thinking true, their sentences just — his world falls into panic desolation. The gods are fallen and all safety gone. And there is one sure thing about the fall of gods: they do not fall a little; they crash and shatter or sink deeply into green muck. It is a tedious job to build them up again; they never quite shine. And the child's world is never quite whole again. It is an aching kind of growing.