You know I hate, detest, and can't bear a lie, not because I am straighter that the rest of us, but simply because it appals me. There is a taint of death, a flavour of mortality in lies,–which is exactly what I hate and detest in the world–what I want to forget. It makes me miserable and sick, like biting something rotten would do.

Heart of Darkness.
Joseph Conrad.

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