Jeffrey EugenidesIt was amazing how it worked: the tiniest bit of truth made credible the greatest lies.
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The genius of the worst lies is that they are so many. They are so many because they are not great lies, but rather little lies. And the reason they are so many is that they are so small. The ability to get a lie out there is only limited by the number of people who will go along with it. The bigger the lie, the more people who have to believe it for it to have credibility.
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