To lie, of course, is to engender insanity.
There are only two things. Truth and lies. Truth is indivisible, hence it cannot recognize itself; anyone who wants to recognize it has to be a lie.
The only thing worse than a liar is a liar that’s also a hypocrite!
Someone who knows too much finds it hard not to lie.[Wer zu viel weiß, für den ist es schwer nicht zu lügen.]
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
One tells as few lies as possible only by telling as few lies as possible, and not by having the least possible opportunity to do so.
One cannot exist on the surface without lying, for life and lying are synonymous.[На земле жить и не лгать невозможно, ибо жизнь и ложь синонимы.]
Museums are just a lot of lies, and the people who make art their business are mostly imposters.
Lying, the telling of beautiful untrue things, is the proper aim of Art.
In all truth there is the seed of falsehood.
I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.
I want people to walk around delusional about how great they can be – and then to fight so hard for it every day that the lie becomes the truth.
