Life is the art of being well deceived.

Grow your tree of falsehood from a small grain of truth.

And, after all, what is a lie? ’Tis but the truth in masquerade.

If you find excrement somewhere in the village, the chief was the one who put it there.

Children and fools cannot lie. 

It was the men I deceived the most that I loved the most.

Your piping-hot lie is the best of lies.

Honesty, for me, is usually the worst policy imaginable.

We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal.

Alongside all swindlers the state now stands there as swindler-in-chief.