Quotes About Honesty

But an ethical and evolved life also entails telling the truth about oneself and living out that truth.

Your ultimatum is simple. It's fair. And it's stating your own intentions, not what you hope theirs will be.

What if I forgave myself? I thought. What if I forgave myself even though I'd done something I shouldn't have? What if I was a liar and a cheat and there was no excuse for what I'd done other than because it was what I wanted and needed to do? …What if I was never redeemed? What if I already was?

Withholding distorts reality.

She hadn't held back a thing, not a single lick of her love.

it was enough to trust that what I'd done was true.

But no one laughed. No one would. The universe, I'd learned, was never, ever kidding.

We are obligated to the people we care about and who we allow to care about us, whether we say we love them or not. Our main obligation is to be forthright--to elucidate the nature of our affection when such elucidation would be meaningful or clarifying.

It's the threadbare cape you've wrapped around yourself composed of self-pitying half truth. And it absolutely will not serve you.

I'm going to address you bluntly, but it's a directness that rises from my compassion for you, not my judgment of you.

Telling has a way of dispersing things. It will allow your lover to stand closer inside the circle of you. Let him.

A proclamation of love is not inherently "loaded with promises and commitments that are highly fragile and easily broken.

Don't be strategic or coy. Strategic and coy are for jackasses. Be brave. Be authentic. Practice saying the word "love" to the people you love so when it matters the most to say it, you will.

you must trust your truest truth, even though there are other truths running alongside it

It will also be a little bit scary, the way it always is when we're brave enough to touch the rawesr, realest truths. When we have the guts to look directly into the mirror and say Mary Worth thirteen times without paues and see - thrillingly, terrifyingly - that it was never her we had to fear. It war always only us.

It will also be a little bit scary, the way it always is when we're brave enough to touch the rawest, realest truths. When we have the guts to look directly into the mirror and say Mary Worth thirteen times without pause and see—thrillingly, terrifyingly—that it was never her we had to fear. It was always only us.

You will regret the small thing you didn't say for the rest of your life. Say thank you.

And if there's one thing I believe more than I believe anything else, it's that you can't fake the core. The truth that lives there will eventually win out. It's a god we must obey, a force that brings us all inevitably to our knees.

Strategic and coy are for jackasses.

Acceptance asks only that you embrace what's true.

I don't think there's a single dumbass thing I've done in my adult life that I didn't know was a dumbass thing to do while I was doing it. Even when I justified it to myself—as I did every damn time—the truest part of me knew I was doing the wrong thing. Always.

Each and every one of those people rose at a moment in their lives - one that is very much like this moment in your life, "suffocated" and at that moment they chose to tell the truth about themselves instead of staying "safe" inside the lie.

Withholding distorts reality. It makes the people who do the withholding ugly and small-hearted. It makes the people from whom things are withheld crazy and desperate and incapable of knowing what they actually feel.

If we think it is okay to cheat in exams, lie to a ticket collector in the train about our kids' ages and pay a bit of money to avoid a big traffic fine, then at some level we clearly don't care about eliminating corruption all that much. At