You can live your life through a piece of sewing; that’s what people don’t realise. You can ply your needle with any emotion in the human heart and the thread will absorb it.
The stories we tell ourselves to make sense of the world can sometimes be so much more damaging to ourselves than the truth as a young girl who's convinced herself that she's a murderess learns too late, as a young woman who thinks well of her father also learns. Lies, even if they portray us in an unfavorable light, even if they might get us hanged, can seem preferable to the truth, especially when the truth is that we have little control over the course of our lives. Lies, then, can be a comfort.