Mulla Nasruddin one day declared in the marketplace, “My wife is the most beautiful woman in the world.” People gathered; they knew his woman, his wife, perfectly well — she was an ordinary, homely woman — and here he is declaring that she is the most beautiful woman in the world.
They said, “Mulla, who has given you this information?”
He said, “Who else? — my wife herself! Just last night she told me.”