“Does that help? Probably not, unless you are sane enough to believe that the truth about anyone is disappointing, the truth about me especially so.”
“Help me to believe the truth about myself, no matter how beautiful it may be.”
“The truth of course was otherwise, but Lecha had never felt she owed anyone the truth, unless it was truth about their own lives, and then they had to pay her to tell them.”
“If you think anyone is sane you just don't know enough about them.”
“I'm sorry. Is that too harsh an observation for you? Does that sound too much like the Truth? Fuck you. If anyone in this shithole city gave two tugs of a dead dog's cock about Truth, this wouldn't be happening.”
“Every time I learn the truth about something, I’m disappointed”