Enough to understand. Which is what really matters, isn't it?

And lying doesn't get you anywhere that you really want to go. First it's just one lie. Sure, that's not hurting anything, right? Maybe it's even protecting somebody. Nothing wrong with that. But then it's another. And then another. And then pretty soon you've wrapped up the truth so tight in all those lies that it can't move, can't get out--but it's still there, deep down in your chest, fluttering and wriggling.

Honesty gets you somewhere. It's better in the end, but it hurts a hell of a lot more along the way.