Never admit you lie. -- But I do.
Of course. Go on. --Well, you lie too, don’t you?
Yes. Go on. --Everyone lies, right?
Once more. --What’s the point?
There are lemons in the apple tree.
(From a former student of mine at Casady School in Oklahoma City, whose name I have sadly forgotten. He wrote this as one of his fragments for a newly discovered presocratic philosopher. After more than 25 years, the fragment stills enchants me.)