Go to a goddamn priest if you wanna be lied to. I've seen too many of your kind slip back inside to fool myself. If you wanna think you're a new man, hell, that's fine. But don't think you're looking any different in anyone else's mind.
Slow as your own dubious grace.
Maybe that's why people have friends at all. Not because they like them so much but because they don't make them feel so much worse.