Oh what a tangled web we weave,
when first we practice to deceive.

Never to lie is to have no lock on your door, you are never wholly alone.

When my love swears that he is made of truth, I do believe him, though I know he lies.

False face must hide what the false heart doth know.

The cruelest lies are often told in silence.

My dear Algy, you talk exactly as if you were a dentist. It is very vulgar to talk like a dentist when one isn't a dentist. It produces a false impression.

They play on the lies that you tell yourself.

Your lies are not lies. They are arrows flung out of your orbit by the strength of your fantasy. To destroy reality. I will help you: it is I who will invent lies for you and with them we will traverse the world.

I am enmeshed in my lies, and I want absolution. I cannot tell the truth because I have felt the heads of men in my womb. The truth would be death-dealing and I prefer fairytales. I am wrapped in lies which do not penetrate my soul. As if the lies I tell were like costumes.

And, after all, what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in a masquerade.

I would not be seduced by the music of her words. I could always tell the ragged truth from an elegant lie.

Shame is the lie someone told you about yourself.

To tell the truth, days are all the same size and words aren't much company. As it is, the days are not worth grabbing or lying about. I admit I have been lying. Days don't freeze and to say that the snow has quietness in it is to ignore the possibilities of the word. That's why trees remain quiet all winter. They're not going anywhere.

Many are the deceivers.

Even so, I kept right on going on, a sort of human statement, lugging myself as if I were a sawed-off body in the trunk, a steamer trunk. This became a perjury of the soul. It became an outright lie.

Perhaps, you are elsewhere, deciding, that with no place to go, you should not take a train. And I, seeing my own face in the window, may have lied about the fire.

Even when the mouth lies, the way it looks tells the truth.

Not that you have lied to me, but that I no longer believe you, has shaken me.

If ever we hear a case of lying, we must look for a severe parents. A lie would have no sense unless the truth were felt as dangerous.