The problem with being a liar is you can never believe anyone else.

If we sometimes lie and sometimes tell the truth, no one can be certain what they are hearing at any given time. Like yin and yang, truth and lies are inseparable, each containing a seed of the other, no words are ever entirely true or entirely untrue.

There are many ways to live, to love, to aspire. The mountain only has one peak but there are limitless paths that you can take to reach it. The secret, they say, is to find your own path and stick to it. What they don't tell you is that the path is invisible. If you find it, or imagine you've found it, you follow the path in the dark with nothing to guide you but self-belief.

In the vagina of every girl there is a sleeping snake waiting for the magic music that will bring the creature to life. Slap, slap, slap. The sound of flesh against flesh.

Time neither flies nor sleeps. It is flexible, plastic, ever changing. Spend two hours watching a movie curled up with your lover and time ceases to exist. Spend two hours waiting for your lover to come and time is the iron bars of a prison

The most harmful lies and the most hurtful, always contain a grain of truth," he said. "But nevertheless, lies they do remain.