So, yes, I lied, And, believe me, I am so sorry. But I was so in love with you and I didn't know what to do about it and I didn't want to give you any reason not fall in love with me back
I know that sometimes a lie is used in kindness. I don't believe it ever works kindly. The quick pain of the truth can pass away, but the slow, eating agonyof a lie is neverlost. That's a running sore
You and your sister are very dear to each other. To show your regard, you give each other lovely bouquets of lies.
YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES.So we can believe the big ones?YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.
A house made of ice in the middle of desert! And that house is the house of lies!