This, the language of deception, we both understand. We were born to it, along with the curses.
Lie until even you believe it - that's the real secret of lying
He looks like the good boy he's never been.
Death’s favorites don’t die.
I'm sorry I kissed you- it was selfish and it upset you- but you can't ask me to pretend I didnt want to.
Sam: You know what I wish? Cassel: What? Sam: That someone would covert my bed into a robot that would fight other bed robots to the death for me.