I don't believe you. You're a liar.

The songs are my lexicon. I believe the songs.

I stopped smoking. When I stopped smoking, my voice changed... so drastically, I couldn't believe it myself.

The liar's punishment is, not in the least that he is not believed, but that he cannot believe anyone else.

I know men and women. An honourable man is an honourable man, and a liar is a liar; both are born and not made. One cannot change to the other any more than that same old leopard can change its spots.
After a man tells a woman the first untruth of that sort, the others come piling thick, fast, and mountain high.

I do think it's perfectly natural and human to want to invest belief in something. It's just a facet of who we are. What do I believe in? I believe in the obvious things. The people I'm close to and my work - it's not complicated.