“My dear, I have lied all my life. I never spoke for the sake of truth, only for my own sake, and although I always knew it, I only really see it now… Ah, and all the rest — savez-vous, it is possible that I’m lying even now; indeed, I’m quite sure I am. The main trouble is that I believe myself even while I’m lying. The most difficult thing in life is to live without lying and — and not to believe in one’s own lies.” — Stepan Verkhovensky speaking, in The Possessed, by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

“Sometimes I lie, and sometimes I tell the truth. I just don’t know which is which.” — Robert Bly, while lecturing on the human shadow

And ain’t it the truth about us all…