Quotes About Truth

Never be afraid to learn from the ether...That's where knowledge lives before someone hunts it, kills it, and mounts it in a book.

Happiness is the temporary result of denying the knowledge one already has.

You cannot follow another's footsteps to the truth, Silette wrote. A hand can point the way. But the hand is not the teaching. The finger that points the way is not the way. The mystery is a payless land, and each detective must cut her own trail through a cruel territory. Believe nothing. Question everything. Follow only the clues.

The monster—if there was one—never revealed itself to me again. But what I had learned over the past year was that monsters abound, usually in plain sight.

Sometimes when you get older—and I'm not talking about you, I'm talking generally, because everyone ages differently—things you think on and wish on start to seem real. And then you believe them, and before you know it they're a part of your history, and if someone challenges you on them and says they're not true—why, then you get offended.

I stared at him for a long time. If he wanted to end his search for the beast, he need look no further than a mirror.

The whole thing's illusion, Jacob, and there's nothing wrong with that. It's what people want from us. It's what they expect.

stared at him for a long time. If he wanted to end his search for the beast, he need look no further than a mirror.

It was full of luxurious trappings and shiny baubles, and that had blinded me to the fact that nothing about it was real.

The plain truth can be the hardest thing to see when it's about yourself. If you don't want to know the truth, you'll do anything to disguise it.

If you don't want to know the truth, you'll do anything to disguise it.

It was a valuable thing, he suddenly realized, to have someone you could count on for honesty.

It is now. But a trip like this? You will find something to fill it with. A truth of your own, that you discover on your own.

Never trust a pretty girl with an ugly secret.

Never under estimate a pretty little liar.

No one believes a liar. Even when she's telling the truth.

Don't believe everything you hear

Its not bragging if its true.

If two or three of the most important people in your life are telling you something and you are resisting it with everything you have, there is a distinct possibly [sic] that what they are saying is true.

Lie. Lie to everyone until you know the truth.

Can't I trust you to do anything right, Breanna?" Mom says in a voice as cold as her anger is hot, completely unmoved by my tears. I'm used to disappointing my mother. It feels like I've done it all my life. And I realize in that moment that maybe I am as stupid as she always tells me. Because deep down, I'd had this small shred of hope, some sick deluded fantasy, that she'd say I did the right thing by telling the truth.

I wondered which was harder, in the end. The act of telling, or who you told it to. Or maybe if, when you finally got it out, the story was really all that mattered.

I was beginning to see, though, that the unknown wasn't always the greatest thing to fear. The people who know you best can be risker, because the words they say and things they think have the potential to be not only scary but true, as well.

So many versions of just one memory, and yet none of them were right or wrong. Instead, they were all pieces. Only when fitted together, edge to edge, could they even begin to tell the whole story.