What I hate more than anything is a liar, a charlatan, someone who doesn’t believe in what they say.
Lies travel faster than the truth.
Friends don’t lie.
That’s why I don’t lie. It’s so hard to keep track of who knows what.
Lies are necessary, when the truth is too difficult to believe.
You know you’re going to have to get much better at lying, if you wanna be president.
Either I’m embellishing a story for shocking effect, or I’m the only one telling the truth in a room full of liars.
We all know when people are lying to us, we just don’t want to listen.
Sometimes we lie for love, especially when it comes to family.
Look around you. We’re all liars here. And every one of us is better than you.
Well, maybe she’s lying. I mean, you know the sort of people that go to church. Sinners.
I’ll take a nightmare that’s real over a dream that’s a lie.
