Quotes About Truth

Chairman: Sometimes, he sighed, I think the things I remember are more real than the things I see.

I think the things I remember are more real than the things I see.

I had the sudden insight that nothing in life is ever as simple as we imagine.

I don't think any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it.

Nadie es capaz de hablar honestamente de sus sufrimientos hasta que ha dejado de sentirlos.

Autobiography, if there really is such a thing, is like asking a rabbit to tell us what he looks like hopping through the grasses of the field. How would he know? If we want to hear about the field, on the other hand, no one is in a better circumstance to tell us—so long as we keep in mind that we are missing all those things the rabbit was in no position to observe.

Denn indem ich Ihnen all dies erzaehlte, habe ich mein Leben noch einmal gelebt.

La adversidad es semejante a un vendaval. Y no me refiero sólo a que nos impida ir a lugares a los que de no ser por ella habríamos ido. También se lleva de nosotros todo salvo aquello que no se puede arrancar, de modo que cuando ha pasado nos vemos como realmente somos, y no como nos habría gustado ser.

Nunca procuro derrotar o homem a quem estou combatendo... Procuro derrotar sua confiança, Uma mente perturbada pela pela dúvida não pode se concentrar no curso da vitória. Dois homens são iguais - de verdade - só quando ambos têm igual confiança.

Nunca procuro derrotar o homem a quem estou combatendo... Procuro derrotar sua confiança. Uma mente perturbada pela dúvida não pode se concentrar no curso da vitória. Dois homens são iguais - de verdade - só quando ambos têm igual confiança.

I don't misjudge people. If you aren't the woman I think you are, then this isn't the world I thought it was.

Sometimes," he sighed, "I think the things I remember are more real than the things I see.

that it holds us back from places we might otherwise go. It also tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that afterward we see ourselves as we really are, and not merely as we might like to be.

As long as you could feel your heart--wherever it seemed to be--that was the important thing. Libby had an instinct for essentials; at times he had the impression that her little hands reached up and gathered stars of truth.

Waarom zou een wonder geen wonder zijn alleen omdat een ander het niet ziet?

The truth doesn't only excist of what you see.

Yet when the denial becomes so complete that we live under what amounts to a tyranny of not seeing and not speaking the existential truth, it becomes dangerous itself. This is what makes the closest and deepest experiences of catastrophe, loss, and failure so

History has taught us that often lies serve her better than the truth; for man is sluggish and has to be led through the desert for forty years before each step in his development. And he has to be driven through the desert with threats and promises, by imaginary terrors and imaginary consolations, so that he should not sit down prematurely to rest and divert himself by worshipping golden calves.

and there was only one revolutionary virtue which he had not learned, the virtue of self-deception

Comic discovery is paradox stated-scientific discovery is paradox resolved.

The ultimate truth is penultimately always a falsehood. He who will be proved right in the end appears to be wrong and harmful before it.

I have no illusions about the prospects of the theory I am proposing: it will suffer the inevitable fate of being proven wrong in many, or most, details, by new advances in psychology and neurology. What I am hoping for is that it will be found to contain a shadowy pattern of truth, and that it may stimulate those who search for unity in the diverse manifestations of human thought and emotion.

We brought you truth, and in our mouth it sounded a lie. We brought you freedom, and it looks in our hands like a whip. We brought you the living life, and where our voice is heard the trees wither and there is a rustling of dry leaves. We brought you the promise of the future, but our tongue stammered and barked. ...

The Eureka act proper, the moment of truth experienced by the creative individual, is paralleled on the collective plane by the emergence, out of the scattered fragments, of a new synthesis, brought about by a quick succession of individual discoveries-where, characteristically, the same discovery is often made by several individuals at the same time.