“Middle age” is the most optimistic phrase in the English language.
To a quite unwreckable Lie,
To a most impeccable Lie!
To a water-tight, fire-proof, angle-iron, sunk-hinge, time-lock, steel-faced Lie!
Not a private hansom Lie,
But a pair-and-brougham Lie,
Not a little-place-at-Tooting, but a country-house-with-shooting
And a ring-fence-deer-park Lie.
It is possible, though unusual, to acquire the habit of finding truths comforting and lies unpleasant.
Always speak Truth to Power, once you’re sure Power isn’t going to option your novel.
There are beliefs that are useful to hold, and beliefs that are useful to advertise, which have almost nothing in common.
The excuse is never buried more than three reasons deep.
Accuracy is the last refuge of a liar.
The truth is sometimes plausible, the lie always is.
“The check is in the mail” is sometimes true but “I was being funny” never is.
Science-based is to science what people’s republics are to republics.
By the time we are old enough to say what we please we have lost the habit.