“If she were lying on a plate with a herring, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference.”
“She wasn't afraid of doing good or of resisting evil. She was merely afraid she might not be able to tell the difference.”
“If you cannot lie, tell a different truth.”
“If you were mine, you wouldn't be able to sit down for a week after the stunt you pulled yesterday.”
“Will I tell them? No, as a Doctor you wouldn't tell a patient if they were dying of cancer.”
“And sometimes,” she added, in slightly hushed tones, like she was letting me in on a secret, “if you don’t feel great on the inside, just look great on the outside, and after a while you won’t be able to tell the difference.” (Bronwyn)”