If you don’t want to be deceived, you have to know, what is it that you’re hungry for? And we all kind of hate to admit it. We wish we were better husbands, better wives, smarter, more powerful, taller, richer — the list goes on. Lying is an attempt to bridge that gap, to connect our wishes and our fantasies about who we wish we were, how we wish we could be, with what we’re really like. And boy are we willing to fill in those gaps in our lives with lies.
Pamela Meyer, How to Spot a Liar
"This year will take from me
the hardened person
who I longed to be.
I am healing by mistake.
Rome is also built on ruins.”…
—Eliza Griswold, from “Ruins”
Becca: Does it ever go away?
Becca: This feeling.
Nat: No. I don’t think it does. Not for me, it hasn’t. And that’s goin’ on 11 years. (Beat.) It changes, though.
Nat: I don’t know. The weight of it, I guess. At some point it becomes bearable. It turns into something you can crawl out from under, and carry around—like a brick in your pocket. And you forget it every once in a while, but then you reach in for whatever reason and there it is: “Oh, right. That.” Which can be awful. But not all the time. Sometimes it’s kinda… Not that you like it exactly, but it’s what you have instead of your son, so you don’t wanna let go of it either. So you carry it around. And it doesn’t go away, which is…
Nat: Fine… Actually.
David Lindsay-Abaire, Rabbit Hole.