15 Quotes by Rebecca Scherm

Grace hated lying, got no joy from it, and this was how she knew she wasn't pathological.

Anger was simple, self-sustaining as a cactus. You couldn't look too closely at it, lest the spines get you in the eye.

Lies charged compound interest. You tried to fix what you had broken before you were found out, making little payments as you could afford to, just enough to keep the whole weight of it at bay. But the lie kept growing and growing. You could never pay it off, not without losing everything. The cost was total.

You need one person who knows you... Just one person you can't fool, even when you fool yourself.

But that was the least of it. He knew the worst of her, and that was better.

She hadn't realized she was lonely until she began to understand that other people were not.

The best lies were the simplest and made the most sense, in the mind and in the mouth.

The universe would give you whatever you wanted if you twisted its arm hard enough.

Boys never seemed stupider than when they were surprised by the bad behavior of other men.