The best lies were always mixed with truth.

Where are you going?”
He looked over his shoulder at me. “If I stay, you won’t get any sleep.”
“Stay,” I said. “I promise to keep my hands to myself.” Lie—such an outright lie.
He gave me a half smile that told me he knew it, too, but nestled down, tugging me into his arms. I wrapped an arm around his waist and rested my head in the hollow of his shoulder.
He idly stroked my hair. I didn’t want to sleep—didn’t want to lose a minute with him—but an immense exhaustion was pulling me away from consciousness, until all I knew was the touch of his fingers in my hair and the sounds of his breathing.

You're my equal. And as much as that means we have each other's backs in public, it also means we that grant each other the gift of honesty - of truth.

I have no name," she purred. "I'm whoever the keepers of my fate tell me to be.

We're all broken," Mor said. "In our own ways - in places no one might see.

to seek the truth, you must lie to a liar, & if they believe in your lie, they will tell you the truth.