“She leans over an says things that make him throw his head back an laugh like he never heard nuthin so funny in his life. It's sick-makin. Or it would be, if I cared. Which I don't. Liar, whispers the voice inside my head. Liar, liar, liar.”
“The liar looks up toward it, hoping against hope that the voices in his head have told him the truth. ”
“I am a woman who slept with my father the Pope.They say I did, at least, and so does he.And who am I to make of the Pope a liar,And who is he to make a liar of me?”
“I don't like anything that scares me, and I prefer to face it head on and get over it. Anyone who says they're not scared is a fool, a liar or both. I just don't want that fear in my stomach to be part of my life, so I work to eliminate it.”
“I’m not a good liar, and that makes me a good liar, because liars are bad, and bad liars are good.”
“Liar, liar. My pants are so on fire. And so is the rest of me.”