Things start out as hopes and end up as habits.

I like people who refuse to speak until they are ready to speak.

Haven't you lived in the South long enough to know that nothing is ever anybody's fault?

Was it always my nature to take a bad time and block out the good times, until any success became an accident and failure seemed the only truth?

Nothing, of course, begins at the time you think it did.

Nobody outside of a baby carriage or a judge's chamber believes in an unprejudiced point of view.

But maybe half a lie is worse than a real lie.