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• I have written letters that are failures, but I have written few, I think, that are lies. Trying to reach a person means asking the same question over and over again: Is this the truth, or not? I begin this letter to you, then, in the western tradition. If I understand it, the western tradition is: Put your cards on the table.

  Amy Hempel

  Mean, Thinking, Cards On The Table

  Amy Hempel (2006). “The Collected Stories of Amy Hempel”, p.233, Simon and Schuster

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• All around us lies what we neither understand nor use. Our capacities, our instincts for this our present sphere are but half developed. Let us confine ourselves to that till the lesson be learned; let us be completely natural; before we trouble ourselves with the supernatural. I never see any of these things but I long to get away and lie under a green tree and let the wind blow on me. There is marvel and charm enough in that for me.

  Margaret Fuller

  Blow, Wind, Long

  Margaret Fuller (1992). “The Essential Margaret Fuller”, p.146, Rutgers University Press

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• I want morning and noon and nightfall with you. I want your tears, your smiles, your kisses...the smell of your hair, the taste of your skin, the touch of your breath on my face. I want to see you in the final hour of my life...to lie in your arms as I take my last breath.

  Lisa Kleypas

  Love, Morning, Kissing

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• Let me get this stright, Aya-Chan. You want me, a person who can't lie, to lie about the fact that I can't lie?" -Frizz mizuno

  Scott Westerfeld

  Want, Facts, Let Me

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• Poetry is perhaps this: an Atemwende, a turning of our breath. Who knows, perhaps poetry goes its way—the way of art—for the sake of just such a turn? And since the strange, the abyss and Medusa’s head, the abyss and the automaton, all seem to lie in the same direction—is it perhaps this turn, this Atemwende, which can sort out the strange from the strange? It is perhaps here, in this one brief moment, that Medusa’s head shrivels and the automaton runs down? Perhaps, along with the I, estranged and freed here, in this manner, some other thing is also set free?

  Paul Celan

  Running, Art, Medusa

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• It’s not a lie. It’s a gift for fiction.

  David Mamet

  Fiction

  "State and Main". www.imdb.com. 2000.

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• Do you ever do that thing where you lie in bed and you can't sleep so you end up writing out recent conversation you've had? So they look like a play?' Well you should. It's fun. I keep them. Look through them, sometimes.

  Nick Hornby

  Fun, Writing, Sleep

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• The word "metaphor" means carrying something from one place to another . . . and it is when you describe something by using a word for something that it isn't. This means that the word "metaphor" is a metaphor. I think it should be called a lie because a pig is not like a day and people people do not have skeletons in their cupboards. And when I try and make a picture of the phrase in my head it just confuses me because imagining and apple in someone's eye doesn't have anything to do with liking someone a lot and it makes you forget what the person was talking about.

  Mark Haddon

  Mean, Eye, Thinking

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• We tilt our heads back and open wide. The snow drifts into our zombie mouths crawling with grease and curses and tobacco flakes and cavities and boyfriend/girlfriend juice, the stain of lies. For one moment we are not failed tests and broken condoms and cheating on essays; we are crayons and lunch boxes and swinging so high our sneakers punch holes in the clouds. For one breath everything feels better. Then it melts. The bus drivers rev their engines and the ice cloud shatters. Everyone shuffles forward. They don't know what just happened. They can't remember.

  Laurie Halse Anderson

  Cheating, Girlfriend, Feel Better

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• Two daiquiris withdrew into a corner of a gorgeous room and one told the other a lie.

  John Berryman

  Two, Rooms, Gorgeous

  John Berryman (2014). “The Dream Songs: Poems”, p.18, Macmillan

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• When they asked some old Roman philosopher or other how he wanted to die, he said he would open his veins in a warm bath. I thought it would be easy, lying in the tup and seeing the redness flower from my wrists, flush after flush through the clear water, till I sank into sleep under a surface gaudy as poppies.

  Sylvia Plath

  Flower, Sleep, Water

  Sylvia Plath (2008). “The Bell Jar”, p.110, Faber & Faber

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• Always, the eye sees more than the mind can comprehend, and we go through life self-blinded to much that lies before us. We want a simple world, but we live in a magnificently complex one, and rather than open ourselves to it, we perceive the world through filters that make it less daunting.

  Dean Koontz

  Eye, Simple, Self

  Dean Koontz (2009). “Relentless: A Novel”, p.145, Bantam

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• I sometimes hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel For words, like nature, half reveal And half conceal the soul within. But, for the unquiet heart and brain A use measured language lie's The sad mechanic exercise Like dull narcotic's, numbing pain In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er Like coarsest clothes against the cold But large grief which these enfold Is given in outline and no more.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Weed, Pain, Grief

  1850 In Memoriam A.H.H., canto 5, l.1-8.

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• She really does like him, she likes lying next to him, she wants to be around him; when you get down to it, can you say that about many people?

  Curtis Sittenfeld

  People, Doe, Want

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• It is a lie that people who love each other must know everything about each other. Love must occasionally allow for a gap.

  Gabrielle Zevin

  People, Gaps, Love Each Other

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• Sometimes you lie in bed at night, and you don't have a single thing to worry about...That always worries me!

  Charles M. Schulz

  Funny, Single, Night

  "Fictional character: Charlie Brown". "Peanuts" comic strip by Charles M. Schulz, July 6, 1985.

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• I wish we could spend July by the sea, browning ourselves and feeling water-weighted hair flow behind us from a dive. I wish our gravest concerns were the summer gnats. I wish we were hungry for hot dogs and dopes, and it would be nice to smell the starch of summer linens and the faint odor of talc in blistering summer bath houses ... We could lie in long citoneuse beams of the five o'clock sun on the plage at Juan-les-Pins and hear the sound of the drum and piano being scooped out to sea by the waves.

  Zelda Fitzgerald

  Summer, Dog, Nice

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• I stroke her lightly, memorizing her body. I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin. I lie motionless, savoring the feeling of her body against mine. I'm afraid to breathe in case I break the spell.

  Sara Gruen

  Feelings, Skins, Body

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• But I feel that you, in particular, are a person who cannot live without love." "Yet I am living without love." "Then you are either living a lie or not living at all.

  Nawal El Saadawi

  Living A Lie, Feels, Persons

  Nawal El Saadawi (2007). “Woman at Point Zero: Second Edition”, p.25, Zed Books

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• Heimat. The word mean home in German, the place where one was born. But the term also conveys a subtler nuance, a certain tenderness. One's Heimat is not merely a matter of geography; it is where one's heart lies.

  Jenna Blum

  Home, Heart, Mean

  Jenna Blum, Maggie O'Farrell, Molly Gloss, Nicole Mones, Elizabeth Benedict (2010). “The Best Contemporary Women's Fiction: Six Novels”, p.466, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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

  Aleister Crowley

  Mother, Way, Poet

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• I saw a huge steam roller, It blotted out the sun. The people all lay down, lay down; They did not try to run. My love and I, we looked amazed Upon the gory mystery. "Lie down, lie down!" the people cried. "The great machine is history!" My love and I, we ran away, The engine did not find us. We ran up to a mountain top, Left history far behind us. Perhaps we should have stayed and died, But somehow we don't think so. We went to see where history'd been, And my, the dead did stink so.

  Kurt Vonnegut

  Running, Thinking, Should Have

  Kurt Vonnegut (2009). “Mother Night: A Novel”, p.122, Dial Press

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• I breathe in slowly. Food is life. I exhale, take another breath. Food is life. And that's the problem. When you're alive, people can hurt you. It's easier to crawl into a bone cage or a snowdrift of confusion. It's easier to lock everybody out. But it's a lie.

  Laurie Halse Anderson

  Hurt, People, Confusion

  Laurie Halse Anderson (2009). “Wintergirls”, p.206, Penguin

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• Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear his heart softly pounding Yes, and only if he was lying by me Would I lie in my bed once again.

  Bob Dylan

  Heart, Waiting, Bed

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• The three girls were sitting and lying beside her, holding one another, weeping, their arms and legs and hair tangled like the roots of close trees, sobs shaking them like leaves in a high wind.

  Shannon Hale

  Girl, Hair, Wind

  Shannon Hale (2010). “Forest Born”, p.147, A&C Black

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