“Sometimes,” Sam says, “I can’t tell when you’re lying.” “I never lie,” I lie.”
“Lie until even you believe it - that's the real secret of lying”
“God, I hate you,” she says. “So much. Why do boys think that it will be better to lie and tell a girl how much they loved her and how they only dumped her for her own good? That they only tried to rearrange her brain for her own good? Does it make you feel better, Cassel? Does it? Because from my perspective, it really sucks.”
“I don't lie," I lied.”
“She thought of something her mother had told her when she'd finally broken up with one of her most dysfunctional boyfriends. When a man tells you he's going to hurt you, believe it. They always warn you and they're always right.”
“The truth is messy. It's raw and uncomfortable. You can't blame people for preferring lies.”