Accuracy is the last refuge of a liar.
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.
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.
We immediately recognize excess precision as a sign of lying, except in a statistic.
The two great moral lessons of our time: we must celebrate our differences; and we are all the same.
The Masses, pl. n. A gigantic, perfectly secret society to which no one has yet admitted belonging.
If you want realism, you have to make a few things up.
Men first lie and cheat for sport, then for trinkets, and finally for great ends, having formed the habit.