Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying.
-- Shakespeare, Henry IV, Part 1
None of us could live with a habitual truth teller; but, thank goodness, none of us has to.
-- Mark Twain
"Lies! Lies!! Lies!!! That's all I ever hear from you! You lie when the truth would serve you better!" Rick screamed at Cindy. He had just returned from retrieving a sweater from Cindy's car, where he had found several videotapes on the front seat that she had told him she had returned days earlier. Rick became enraged. This type of lie from Cindy seemed habitual, but Rick's furious outbursts had no effect on her behavior.
Later that night, after Rick had cooled down somewhat, Cindy initiated some passionate lovemaking: "Oh, Rick, you are so sexy, so masculine, SO BIG! Oh God, how you turn me on!" Rick once again forgave Cindy's misdemeanor.
"There is nothing worse than a liar. You simply must tell the truth!" Ten-year-old Tyler listened to the same lecture from his mother for the umpteenth time. He had pleaded ignorance when asked how a vase was broken, but his younger sister had told his mother that it happened when Tyler threw a ball at her.
Later that afternoon, when Tyler answered a telephone call