A lie for a good reason is better than a truth that destroys.

Sometimes you lie to deceive people. Sometimes you lie because you need the lie to become the truth.

Is a lie still a lie
if you say it pretty?

Isn't lying supposed to be a 'sin'? or is it okay to lie when trying to make people you hate look bad?

Their fate rested entirely on me. I could save them by telling the truth. I could destroy them by lying. No one should have that much power.

The fact that he does not tell me the truth all the time makes me not sure of his truth at certain times, and then I work to figure out for myself if what he is telling me is the truth or not, and sometimes I can figure out that it's not the truth and sometimes I don't know and never know, and sometimes just because he says it to me over and over again I am convinced it is the truth because I don't believe he would repeat a lie so often. Maybe the truth does not matter, but I want to know it if only so that I can come to some conclusions about such questions as: whether he is angry at me or not; if he is, then how angry; whether he still loves her or not; if he does, then how much; whether he loves me or not; how much; how capable he is of deceiving me in the act and after the act in the telling.