Quotes About Honesty

Never to lie is to have no lock to your door, you are never wholly alone

I felt mocked. That's what I get for trusting you. He took a step back. Excuse me! Trust doesn't mean you get the response you want from someone, but that you'll get an honest response, and that the other person will stick by you even when you can't agree. Stick by you for how long, through how much? I wondered. What is the expiration date on trust?

Jesus never pussyfooted

Parla come magni,' It means, 'Speak the way you eat,' or in my personal translation: 'Say it like you eat it.' It's a reminder - when you're making a big deal out of explaining something, when you're searching for the right words - to keep your language as simple and direct as Roman rood. Don't make a big production out of it. Just lay it on the table.

All I could say was, I don't know what to do. I remember her taking me by the shoulders and looking me in the eye with a calm smile and saying simply, Tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth.

Please go to this pizzeria. Order the margherita pizza with double mozzarella. If you do not eat this pizza when you are in Naples, please lie to me and tell me that you did.

My face is a transparent transmitter of my every thought.

Just say what you want to say . . . and say it with all your heart.

I've never seen any life transformation that didn't begin with the person in question finally getting tired of their own bullshit.

The Buddha referred to married people as "householders." He even gave clear instructions as to how one should be a good householder: Be nice to your spouse, be honest, be faithful, give alms to the poor, buy some insurance against fire and flood . . . I'm dead serious: The Buddha literally advised married couples to buy property insurance.

I was not one for telling the truth back then. Truth telling was not my first instinct in any situation - especially in stressful situations. It took my many years to become an honest person, and I know why: because the truth is often terrifying. Once you introduce truth into a room, the room may never be the same again.

Thank you for the tribute of your honesty," he said—which I thought then, and still think, was one of the most elegant things I'd ever heard anyone say.

Everyone should leave the table feeling as if they've gotten a bad deal," my father once taught me joylessly. "This way, you may rest assured that nobody was taken for a ride, and that nobody can get too far ahead.

The older I get, the less impressed I become with originality. These days, I'm far more moved by authenticity.

Loyal Hanneke," Alma said fondly, "let us be honest with ourselves. Who will ever put a ring on these fishwife's hands of mine? Who will ever kiss this encyclopedia of a head?

If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. If you don't bring forth what is within you, what you don't bring forth will destroy you."—Gospel of Thomas.)

Mark Manson, who said that the secret to finding your purpose in life is to answer this question in total honesty: "What's your favorite flavor of shit sandwich?

It took me many years to become an honest person, and I know why: because the truth is often terrifying. Once you introduce truth into a room, the room may never be the same again.

I recently read a fabulous blog by a writer named Mark Manson, who said that the secret to finding your purpose in life is to answer this question in total honesty: "What's your favorite flavor of shit sandwich?

I don't want to be married anymore. I was trying so hard not to know this, but the truth kept insisting itself to me.

Once you introduce truth into a room, the room may never be the same again.

La imagen de artista trágico que prefiere dejar la pluma antes que alcanzar sus impecables ideales no tiene nada de romántica. Elegir este camino no me parece heroico. Creo que es mucho más honesto seguir en el juego —incluso si salta a la vista que estás perdiendo— que dejar de participar debido a lo delicado de tu sensibilidad. Pero, para seguir en el juego, tienes que renunciar a tus ansias de perfección.

of her—and so I know nothing about her, beyond what Frank told me. I tend to believe that his descriptions of her were truthful, only because he was so truthful. But just because he described your mother truthfully doesn't necessarily mean he described her accurately. I can only assume that she was like all of us—a complicated being, composed of more than one man's impressions.

I recently read a fabulous blog by a writer named Mark Manson, who said that the secret to finding your purpose in life is to answer this question in total honesty: What's your favorite flavor of shit sandwich?