You may also have heard Epimenides Paradox All Cretans are liars. I'm a Cretan.

The counterpane was of patchwork, full of odd little parti coloured squares and triangles and this arm of his tattooed all over with an interminable Cretan labyrinth of a figure, no two parts of which were of one precise shade owing I suppose to his keeping his arm at sea unmethodically in sun and shade, his shirt sleeves irregularly rolled up at various times this same arm of his, I say, looked for all the world like a strip of that same patchwork quilt.