“For the first time in memory, the silence between them wasn’t filled with layers upon layers of lies.”

“That was the secret to maintaining lies: not trying to hide them.”

“As they’d agreed the night before on their cold balcony, scripting out this dialog, there would be three large lies in this conversation. This was the first.”

“She glances at each of her three companions, at the protective veneers they’re all wearing, trying to mask the different lies they’ve told one another. The lies they’re all continuing to try to maintain. Hoping these lies will carry them through the rest of their full and satisfying lives, despite the truths they’ve chosen not to tell the most important people in their worlds.”

“Once you see some things, you can never forget them. If you don't want to have to see them for the rest of your life, it's better not to look in the first place.”

“After all, she herself had done the very worst thing imaginable. And she was a good person. Wasn’t she?”

“Another of her husband’s silent lies.”