Just tell yourself a story that'll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

As old lies are laid to rest, new ones sprout from their ashes, as deadly as their ancestors

When to others it's not lying. It's privacy.

Is it not ignorance that we share? A lie takes two. The truth we find alone.

Through years of experience I’ve discovered that a liar will always look into his drink when telling a lie. But he doesn’t have a drink in a cab, and even if he did I’d have no idea as to whether he were looking into it or not

We contradict all for which we stand for we all stand for the lie the whole lie and nothing but the lie so help save our lying asses.