Quotes About Truth

In the post-modern academic world, truth is often alleged to be relative.

I read and keep silent. I am one of the silent watchers. I know that every sentence, every word, every picayune punctuation that appears in the public press is perused and revised and deleted in the interests of advertisers and bondholders. The fountain of national life is poisoned at the source.

Why, lies are like a sticky juice overspreading the world, a living, growing flypaper to catch and gum the wings of every human soul. . . And the little helpless buzzings of honest, liberal, kindly people, aren't they like the thin little noise flies make when they're caught?

Evil tries to hide, like God.

For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.

Dead men tell no tales.

For every inch that is not fool is rogue.

For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.

Nor is the people's judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.

The most may err as grossly as the few.

We find few historians who have been diligent enough in their search for truth; it is their common method to take on trust what they help distribute to the public; by which means a falsehood once received from a famed writer becomes traditional to posterity.

You see through love, and that deludes your sight, As what is straight seems crooked through the water.

Secret guilt is by silence revealed.

Welcome, thou kind deceiver! Thou best of thieves: who, with an easy key, Dost open life, and, unperceived by us, Even steal us from ourselves.

For you may palm upon us new for old: All, as they say, that glitters, is not gold.

The way of words, of knowing and loving words, is a way to the essence of things, and to the essence of knowing.

Life is not fair... Anyone who says it is, or even that it ought to be, is a fool or worse.

In all the events of life, we ought still to preserve our scepticism. If we believe that fire warms, or water refreshes, it is only because it costs us too much pains to think otherwise.

Faking your own death is illegal, yet faking your own life is celebrated

Life after death is the elephant in the living room, the one that we are not supposed to notice.

Life isn't all beer and skittles; few of us have touched a skittle in years.

I've been through hell. It's hard to think you have this life, and then all of a sudden - was it a lie? You're struggling because it wasn't real. But I survived. It was hard, but it didn't kill me.

Unhappiness is really an incorrect way of seeing. When we are unhappy we don't see life as it really is. We are in a condition of veiled light, of shadows.

The brute necessity of believing something so long as life lasts does not justify any belief in particular.