Lie
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I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving: To reach the port of heaven, we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it — but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie at anchor.
When I was 21, I got into a motorcycle accident while traveling in Europe and I had to lie around a lot in the aftermath, which was really the first time in my life that I became really focused and inspired to write.
Half a truth is often a great lie.
Sometimes I lie awake at night and ask why me? Then a voice answers nothing personal, your name just happened to come up.
People never lie so much as after a hunt, during a war or before an election.
Never lie when the truth is more profitable.
Women lie about their age; men lie about their income.
A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on.
Sometimes I lie awake at night, and ask, 'Where have I gone wrong?' Then a voice says to me, 'This is going to take more than one night'.
I'm pretty restless in bed, so I can lie there for a couple of hours and be like, 'Hey, that happened today. What if that happened at a zoo?' I'll jot the idea down. Then I'm like, 'All right, so now that it's a zoo, that penguin's loose', or, whatever. I usually start with broad ideas.
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