Quotes About Truth

I am sure of nothing except that to believe you know where you are headed is not to understand where one is at the moment.

Wanting something to be different will not make it so.

the laws of God, like the law of gravity, do not depend upon how I feel about them.

We give our critics so much power, when the truth is that all the power is inside of us. Who cares what a critic says or doesn't say? You have the power to say, "Not true," or "I will prove you wrong," or "No thank you, delete.

Just one question, you arrogant fucking cocksucker" said Locke. "I'll grant the Lamora part is easy to spot; the truth is, I didn't know about the apt translation when I took the name. I borrowed it from this old sausage dealer who was kind to me once, back in Catchfire before the plague. I just liked the way it sounded. "But what the fuck" he said slowly, "ever gave you the idea that Locke was the first name I was actually born with?

It must be nice to be righteous; from where I stand it looks like fucking lunacy.

Justice is red.

You write?" "Why, all the time," said Locke, "except of course when I'm wrong.

Lies go out, but the truth stays home.

and you're the son of his youngest. He has no other children. Oh, your father's dead, by the way. Fell off a horse two years ago.' 'Good to know.

But what the fuck ... ever gave you the idea that Locke was the first name I was actually born with?

Such audacity could never be faked—Locke had to feel it, summon it from somewhere inside, cloak himself in arrogance as though it were an old familiar garment. Locke Lamora became a shadow in his own mind... Locke's complicated lies were this new man's simple truth.

I mean, it's not calling me 'Locke.' It knows my real name.

We don't see the life after life as it truly is, because in our eyes it conforms to our mechanics of nature.

What thieves of wonder are these poor senses.

Once a Big Lie was let out in the world, it seemed to grow on its own and needed little tending or worry to bend to the situation.

you are! There ain't no Thirteenth! Ain't naught but the Twelve, that's truth! Yeah, I been to Verrar a couple times, met up with lads and lasses

Do you have a name?" asked Jean. "Lots. All of them lovely and none of them true," she replied.

AN OLD Camorri proverb has it that the only constant in the soul of man is inconstancy;

There are only three people in life you can never fool—pawnbrokers, whores, and your mother.

That's that. Put it in your hat and wear it to town, Locke. We need to face our shortcomings head on. The old saying for a gang is, ''Lies go out, but the truth stays home''.

You see us wrong, who see with your eyes, And hear nothing true though straining your years. What thieves of wonder are these poor senses.

You see us wrong, who see with your eyes, And hear nothing true though straining your ears. What thieves of wonder are these poor senses.

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