“Right, except I'm not going to lie to my mom, because what kind of bastard lies to his own mother?”

“I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good. Because really it's mostly for their own good.”

“I'm a poet, and I like my lies the way my mother used to make them.”

“Don't say it. Don't say nobody's going to stare at me, because they will. Don't tell me it doesn't matter because it does. And don't tell me I look fine because that's a lie. I'm a freak, Mom. Look at me.”

“Richard Nixon is a no good, lying bastard. He can lie out of both sides of his mouth at the same time, and if he ever caught himself telling the truth, he'd lie just to keep his hand in. ”

“I lie there thinking about how everything I've done is a failure, death and failure, and there's no hope for me except being homeless, because I'm never going to be able to hold a job because everyone else is so much smarter.”