a single untruth, no -but ten lines Truth shrieks, runs distraught dis — Thornton Wilder, Ides March

The Ides of March Thornton Wilder

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There is not a single untruth, no -but after ten lines Truth shrieks, she runs distraught and disheveled through her temple's corridors; she does not know herself. 'I can endure lies,' she cries. 'I cannot survive this stifling verisimilitude

Thornton Wilder, The Ides of March

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