Quotes About Truth

Every family has its secrets but nothing reveals the truth like DNA

Istoriju pišu pobednici. Predanja ispreda puk. Književnici fantaziraju. Izvesna je samo smrt.

Kad se jedna laž ponavlja dugo, narod po?inje da veruje.

Even a stone would talk if you broke its teeth.

He is most cheated who cheats himself.

Under a tattered cloak you will generally find a good drinker.

Settle in the here and now. Reach down into the center where the world is not spinning and drink this holy peace. Feel relief flood into every cell. Nothing to do. Nothing to be but what you are already. Nothing to receive but what flows effortlessly from the mystery into form. Nothing to run from or run toward. Just this breath, Awareness knowing itself as embodiment. Just this breath, awareness waking up to truth.

Let nothing keep you separate from the truth. The soul, illumined from within, longs to be known for what it is.

For judges of character, there is no such thing as the color gray.

[Beatrice] who shall be a light between truth and intellect.

I marked all kindred Powers the heart finds fair:-- Truth, with awed lips; and Hope, with eyes upcast; And Fame, whose loud wings fan the ashen Past To signal-fires, Oblivion's flight to scare; And Youth, with still some single golden hair Unto his shoulder clinging, since the last Embrace wherein two sweet arms held him fast; And Life, still wreathing flowers for Death to wear. Love's throne was not with these; but far above All passionate wind of welcome and farewell

Intervemamos, hasta los mas ignorantes, porque de amor y viajes y enredos todos podemos hablar, y decir sentencias que suenan cuanto mas sabias, sobre todo al senalar los errores de los que, lejanos, se someten a la memoria ajena, severa y mentirosa.

Intervemamos, hasta los mas ignorantes, porque de amor y viajes y enredos todos podemos hablar, y decir sentencias que suenan cuanto mas sabias, sobre todo al señalar los errores de los que, lejanos, se someten a la memoria ajena, severa y mentirosa.

C'est le destin de tout écrivain que d'être un traitre.

and very carefully to them the truth of what you know, but with kindness in your heart. Have compassion for them, because not everybody starts on an equal playing field. Love, Gloria

I recalled a theory my father had concocted one night, while we sat in an Oakland juke joint sharing a plate of ribs. He'd said humor, above all else, was what bound each of us and separated each of us from one another. Humor was the great moment of truth. What we thought was funny was how we defined ourselves, and revealed ourselves, whether we knew it or not.

The face is more honest than the mouth will ever be.

Sometimes I see myself fine, sometimes I need a witness. And I like the whole truth, but there are nights I only need forgiveness.

In fact, Sauvage believes that the reason Fry is so unknown is precisely because he reveals U.S. complicity in the Holocaust. "We live on two myths—that we didn't know, and that we couldn't do anything even if we did know," Sauvage said to me as soon as I sat down in his office. "This is the religion, and it isn't true. We knew plenty and could have done a lot.

I only mean that people find what they wish to find, and remember what they wish to remember, regardless of the evidence presented to them," Margaret said.

Stories teach us through symbolic experiences how to be human. Therefore, this book will illustrate that when the dramatic tension is focused on the internal conflict, the external action becomes much more powerful and significant because it reflects what we know to be true about our own lives: We (and our characters) grow and evolve internally in direct relationship to the conflicts and obstacles that we face and overcome in the external world.

I knew people want most what they pretend to hate, that it takes courage to say what you really want.

It was nine French fries because I counted. Was it a lie that Aja said he ate ten French fries? Did a small lie like that matter? Bree didn't look at me or talk to me again all day. The Earth sun was not shining inside me. It was as dark as midnight in there. That evening, I was surprised Bree still came over to talk about the party. She frowned and said, "Well, we still have to figure out the food." Mom and Dad were in the study working on the loud-soft problem. The

numerical precision is the very soul of science, and its attainment affords the best, perhaps the only criterion of the truth of theories and the correctness of experiments.