I don't tolerate liars. When somebody lies to me, that's really, like, just unbearable.

I have one major problem with the Internet: It's full of liars.

Cathy's lies were never innocent. Their purpose was to escape punishment, or work, or responsibility, and they were used for profit. Most liars are tripped up either because they forget what they have told or because the lie is suddenly faced with an incontrovertible truth. But Cathy did not forget her lies, and she developed the most effective method of lying. She stayed close enough to the truth so that one could never be sure. She knew two other methods also -- either to interlard her lies with truth or to tell a truth as though it were a lie. If one is accused of a lie and it turns out to be the truth, there is a backlog that will last a long time and protect a number of untruths.

I'm in England so often I haven't really left, but Americans aren't at all like they're misrepresented through their politicians.

I wonder why people you have to meet have to be such liars. They lie as if their lives depended on it.

I never thought of Green Day as a punk band. Just bubblegum, really.