Success has always been the greatest liar - and the "work" itself is a success; the great statesman, the conqueror, the discoverer is disguised by his creations, often beyond recognition; the "work," whether of the artist or the philosopher, invents the man who has created it, who is supposed to have create it; "great men," as they are venerated, are subsequent pieces of wretched minor fiction
I would be a liar if i said i don't care [about my appearance]; yes, i care. I found it very difficult, when i first became well known, to read criticism about how i look, how messy my hair was, and how generally unkempt i look. The nastiest thing ever written was written by a man, and i do remember that. I wasn't looking for it either, it was just simply in the newspaper i was reading.
Dear god," she prayed, "let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...Have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere - be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when i sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.
Lies about love we are all liars, because the truth of yesterday becomes a lie tomorrow, whereas letters are fixed, and we live by the letter of truth. The love i feel for my friend, this year, is different from the love i felt last year. If it were not so, it would be a lie. Yet we reiterate love! Love! Love! As if it were a coin with fixed value instead of a flower that dies, and opens a different bud.
Francie was ten years old when she first found an outlet in writing. What she wrote was of little consequence. What was important was that the attempt to write stories kept her straight on the dividing line between truth and fiction. If she had not found this outlet in writing, she might have grown up to be a tremendous liar.