Quotes About Authenticity

Lad of Athens, faithful be To thyself, And Mystery - All the rest is Perjury

Truth is such a rare thing it is delightful to tell it

You will forgive me, for I never visit. I am from the fields, you know, and while quite at home with the Dandelion, make but sorry figure in a Drawing -- room -- Did you ask me out with a bunch of Daisies, I should thank you, and accept --

My Country is Truth.

Until you have loved, you cannot become yourself.

How dreary — to be — Somebody! How public — like a Frog — To tell one's name — the livelong June — To an admiring Bog!

I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there's a pair of us! Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know! How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one's name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog!

Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.

I like a look of agony, Because I know it 's true;

We are one of those couples i used to watch, thinking to myself that I'd never be on the inside of something so special. I remember reassuring myself that it probably looked nicer than it actually was, I am happy to be wrong about that.

I decided that giving a girl a ring when you're not in a serious relationship is sort of like giving a guy a blow job when you have no real feelings for him. It makes everything feel a little cheap.It cheapens the giver and the recipient.

I feel freer with Dex than I ever did single, I feel more myself with him than without maybe true love does that.

I had seen the light, come to believe that a wedding should be about a feeling between two people, not a show for the masses...It was a magical, romantic evening, and although I occasionally wish I had worn a slightly fancier dress, and that Nick and I had danced on our wedding night, I have no real regrets about the way we chose to do things.

I've always loved you, and when you love someone, you love the whole person, just as he or she is, and not as you would like them to be.'

Everyone has issues. And at the end of the day...you are who you are.

A drunk mind speaks a sober heart

I feel more myself with him than without. Maybe true love does that.

But I cherished our filterless relationship and considered it the truest measure of a best friend, greater than pure affection.

But no matter what you call it, it seems that every couple has two stories- the edited one to be shared from the couch and the unabridged version, best left alone.

Because sometimes I have the feeling that everyone thinks that everyone else is living a fairy tale. Especially in the South. People fake things so much. Put on a happy face and show off your perfect life.

That either (a) she uses children to hide her real adult emotions, or (b) she is still a child herself.

That nothing can be real when marred with so many lies.

hesitated, thinking of all the ways I could change the subject, then made a spur-of-the-moment decision that I was finished with small talk and surface conversation and diversions and lies of any kind, no matter how small. At least for right now, as I sat at my parents' dining room table, with a kind man who had once loved me, and who still prayed to God before supper.

Estoy aprendiendo que la perfección no es lo que importa. De hecho, es precisamente lo que te puede destruir, si se lo permites.