Everything's been a lie--nothin' but lies--for near twenty years.

You've lived a lie motherin' this boy and breakin' your heart over the whitest man that ever stepped in shoe leather.

Doctor John's lived a lie, tellin' folks he wanted to devote himself to his hospital when he'd rather live in the sound o' your voice and die a pauper than run a college anywhere else.

Lucy has lived a lie, and is livin' it yet--and LIKES IT, TOO, that's the worst of it.
And I been muzzled all these years; mad one minute and wantin' to twist his neck, and the next with my eyes runnin' tears that the only boy I got was lyin' out among strangers.

The only one that's honest is the little Pond Lily.