“You are unreliable, Flavia,' he said. 'Utterly unreliable.'Of course I was! It was one of the things I loved most about myself.”
“Memory, I realize, can be an unreliable thing; often it is heavily coloured by the circumstances in which one remembers.”
“I was me, I was Flavia. And I loved myself, even if no one else did.”
“I want to write an unreliable narrator. In fact, he’ll be so unreliable that I’m not even sure he’ll show up to narrate.”
“You need not wonder whether you should have an unreliable person as a friend. An unreliable person is nobody's friend.”
“I learned that people remember what they want to in the way they want to. What and when and why and how. Memory is largely selective, and hugely unreliable." - Unreliable”