Why would anyone lie? The truth is always more colorful.

Why would anyone lie? The truth is always more colorful.

So near is falsehood to truth that a wise man would do well not
to trust himself on the read more

So near is falsehood to truth that a wise man would do well not
to trust himself on the narrow edge.
[Lat., Ita enim finitima sunt falsa veris ut in praecipitem locum
non debeat se sapiens committere.]

Halfe the world knowes not how the other halfe lies.

Halfe the world knowes not how the other halfe lies.

Half the truth is often a great lie.

Half the truth is often a great lie.

Resolved to die in the last dyke of prevarication.

Resolved to die in the last dyke of prevarication.

I believed, therefore have I spoken: I was greatly afflicted:
I said in my haste, All men are liars.

I believed, therefore have I spoken: I was greatly afflicted:
I said in my haste, All men are liars.

One ought to have a good memory when he has told a lie.

One ought to have a good memory when he has told a lie.

Shew me a lyer, and I'le shew thee a theefe.
[Show me a liar, and I'll show thee a read more

Shew me a lyer, and I'le shew thee a theefe.
[Show me a liar, and I'll show thee a thief.]

Quoth Hudibras, I smell a rat;
Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate.

Quoth Hudibras, I smell a rat;
Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate.