Talk Is Cheap, Lies Are Expensive.
One thing I don’t get is people who hate lying and liars seem to be the ones who tell the biggest lies of all. They say it’s to protect someone, that it doesn't count as lying but only twisting the truth for a greater purpose even though the lie always seems to catch up to them. But the definition of lying is more or less not telling the truth
Lying, it’s like a disease; you catch it from the people around you and once caught it’s in your system until you take the medicine or the treatment. They say ‘the truth will set you free’ but first it will piss you off. As a wise man by the name of George Eliot once said Falsehood is easy, truth so difficult.
The thing with lying though is lies are often much more plausible, more appealing to reason, than reality. But if you always tell the truth you don’t have to remember what you said. Although he who permits himself to tell a lie once, finds it much easier to do it a second and third time, until at length it becomes habitual but those who think it is permissible to tell white lies soon grow colour-blind.
Everyone lies, so what’s the big deal right. And if you’re saying no, I don’t well your wrong. We lie to ourselves and lying to ourselves is more deeply ingrained than lying to others. People always think they know what truth is, like it was toilet paper and they've got a supply of it in their closet. But what you learn as you get older is that there is no truth, there’s only bullshit. Layers of it. One layer of bullshit on top of another. And what you do in life is pick the layer of bullshit you prefer, and that's your bullshit.
Every truth passes through three stages before it is recognized. In the first it is ridiculed, in the second it is opposed, in the third it is regarded as self evident.
Only enemies speak the truth. Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty. I’ve found that children in particular are the ones who tell the truth more than anyone else but it’s ruined because adults find pleasure in deceiving a child. They consider it necessary, but they also enjoy it. The children very quickly figure it out and then practice deception themselves. Thus the cycle of lies begins.
We swallow greedily any lie that flatters us, but we sip only little by little at a truth we find bitter. What we don’t realise until it’s too late is that one who lies for you will lie against you. Something we also don’t realise is that half truths are a whole lie and to beware of the half truth because you may have gotten hold of the wrong half and when you stretch the truth, watch out for the snapback. But what about a truth that's told with bad intent? It beats all the lies you can invent. A lie may take care of the present, but it has no future. We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing that we fear grows stronger. But when a lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to put its pants on you realise reality is bad enough. Why should I tell the truth?
I guess my conclusion is that I'm unsure where I stand on truth and lies. They both have their pros and cons and both have honesty and deception. The truth can get you into worse trouble than a lie. A lie can buy you time where as the truth can be an instant death sentence. All I can conclude is that talk is cheap, lies are expensive.
