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" The trouble with lies is that they continue to grow and grow and not always in a straight line. Sometimes they twisted, like a writhing snake; other times they split as if they were a forked tree; other times they splintered, flying in all directions, shards of the lie cutting deep and showing up where least expected. If you were going to be a liar, and a good one, you had to be at the top of your game, always remembering to whom you said what, which was difficult. Since a lie wasn’t based in reality, there was no sound basis on which it stood, no solid rock; instead it was based on shifting quicksand ready to drag you down and bury you with your inconsistencies. "
― Lisa Jackson , You Don't Want To Know