A lie can make it half way around the world before the truth has time to put its boots on.
Mark TwainA little lie can travel half way 'round the world while Truth is still lacing up her boots.
Mark TwainWe had a sunset of a very fine sort. The vast plain of the sea was marked off in bands of sharply-contrasted colors: great stretches of dark blue, others of purple, others of polished bronze; the billowy mountains showed all sorts of dainty browns and greens, blues and purples and blacks, and the rounded velvety backs of certain of them made one want to stroke them, as one would the sleek back of a cat.
Mark Twain