Isn't this better than the truth, especially since the need is so much greater than these girls? Isn't this lie worth so much more?

Madoka shifts through the rubble of the Incubators schemes, grits her teeth as she finds each magical girl's broken heart, and heaves them free from the wreckage while the words ring from her mouth like peeling bells. "These girls are not worth less than your lies and you are not better than the truth!"

Madoka collects every broken soul in her hands and leads them between cruel truth and glittering lies to find the gentle, kindest truth there's left for them.