Quotes About Truth

You want the truth, of course. You want me to put two and two together. But two and two doesn't necessarily get you the truth. Two and two equals a voice outside the window. Two and two equals the wind. The living bird is not its labeled bones.

The truth is seldom welcome, especially at dinner.

I tell, therefore you are.

All observations of life are harsh, because life is. I lament that fact, but I cannot change it.

Even an obvious fabrication is some comfort when you have few others.

The world that we think we see is only our best guess.

The newspaper journalists like to believe the worst; they can sell more papers that way, as one of them told me himself; for even upstanding and respectable people dearly love to read ill of others.

Maybe I don't really want to know what's going on. Maybe I'd rather not know. Maybe I couldn't bear to know. The Fall was a fall from innocence to knowledge.

What you don't know won't hurt you. A dubious maxim: sometimes what you don't know can hurt you very much.

It's his word against the Commander's, unless he wants to head a posse. Kick in the door, and what did I tell you? Caught in the act, sinfully Scrabbling. Quick, eat those words.

Not real can tell us about real.

How can I teach her some way of being human that won't destroy her I would like to tell her, Love is enough, I would like to say, Find shelter in another skin. I would like to say, Dance and be happy. Instead I will say in my crone's voice, Be ruthless when you have to, tell the truth when you can, when you can see it.

When you alter yourself, the alterations become the truth...

Your friend is intellectually honourable, Jimmy's mother would say. He doesn't lie to himself.

As it says in the Bible, For now we through a glass, darkly; but then face to face. If it is face to face, there must be two looking.

What is believed in society is not always the equivalent of what is true; but as regards to a woman's reputation, it amounts to the same thing.

From any rational point of view I am absurd; but there are no longer any rational points of view.

You'll have to face it, the endings are the same however you slice it. Don't be deluded by any other endings, they're all fake, either deliberately fake, with malicious intent to deceive, or just motivated by excessive optimism if not by downright sentimentality. The only authentic ending is the one provided here: John and Mary die. John and Mary die. John and Mary die.

The only way you can write the truth is to assume that what you set down will never be read. Not by any other person, and not even by yourself at some later date.

Stick a shovel in the ground almost anywhere and some horrible thing or other will come to light.

What you get is no longer what you see.

Tell what is yours to tell. Let others tell what is theirs.

But mostly she likes the fact that there's a reason for every death, and only one murderer at a time, and things get figured out at the end, and the murderer always gets caught.

You're dead, Cordelia.' No I'm not. 'Yes you are. You're dead. Lie down.