“Only enemies speak the truth; friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.”

“Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of regard.”

“The man in black smiled. "Shall we tell the truth then, you and I? No more lies?"I thought we had been."But the man in black persisted as if Roland hadn't spoken. "Shall there be truth between us, as two men? Not as friends, but as equals? There is an offer you will get rarely, Roland. Only equals speak the truth, that's my thought on't. Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of regard. How tiresome!”

“Shall there be truth between us, as two men? Not as friends, but as enemies and equals?”

“Oh, there were all sorts of things to wonder about, but the truth was simple: here stood this door alone on an endless stretch of beach, and it was for only one of two things: opening or leaving closed.”

“Oh, about beer I never lie,’ Crandall said. ‘A man who lies about beer makes enemies.”

“Fiction is a lie. And GOOD fiction is the truth inside the lie.”