Quotes About Truth

The Internet is a bright house standing above a dark cellar with a dirt floor. Falsehoods sprout like mushrooms in that cellar.

El pesar auténtico es tan escaso como el amor auténtico.

when someone says they're going to be honest with you, they are in most cases preparing to lie faster than a horse can trot.

When you came right down to it, how did anyone know they weren't a character in some writer's story, or a transient thought in some bus-riding schmoe's head, or a momentary mote in God's eye?

I always wondered about growing up. I bet it's mostly lies.

Reality was deep, and it was far. It held many secrets and went on forever.

The man in black smiled. Shall we tell the truth then, you and I? No more lies? I thought we had been. But the man in black persisted as if Roland hadn't spoken. Shall there be truth between us, as two men? Not as friends, but as equals? There is an offer you will get rarely, Roland. Only equals speak the truth, that's my thought on't. Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of regard. How tiresome!

He thought one of the universal truths of life was that, sooner or later, someone always paid.

person did what a person could, whether it was setting up gravestones or trying to convince twenty-first-century men and women that there were monsters in the world, and their greatest advantage was the unwillingness of rational people to believe.

Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty. Only enemies speak the truth.

The true world was behind it.

Your bullshit quotient is higher than my husband

No one ever does live happily ever after, but we leave the children to find that out for themselves, don't we?

Thought only gives the world an appearance of order to anyone weak enough to be convinced by its show.

There may be some truth in that idea houses absorb the emotions that are spent in them

Reading at meals is considered rude in polite society, but if you expect to succeed as a writer, rudeness should be the second-to-least of your concerns. The least of all should be polite society and what it expects. If you intend to write as truthfully as you can, your days as a member of polite society are numbered, anyway

I don't want to hear the scary part. But at the same time she does want to hear the scary part, everyone wants to hear the scary part, we're all mad here, and her mother really did say that if you told your dreams they wouldn't come true, which meant you were supposed to tell the nightmares and save the good ones for yourself, hide them like a tooth under the pillow.

Some people have remarkably sturdy illusions.

See the TURTLE of enormous girth! On his shell he holds the earth. His thought is slow but always kind; He holds us all within his mind. On his back all vows are made; He sees the truth but mayn't aid. He loves the land and loves the sea, And even loves a child like me.

Truth was sometimes not the same as reality—this was one of the certainties that lived in the hollow, cavey place at the center of his divided nature.

Liars see their own kind everywhere.

Most books about writing are filled with bullshit. Fiction writers, present company included, don't understand very much about what they do—not why it works when it's good, not why it doesn't when it's bad.

I guess most jokes have some truth in them and that's what makes them funny.

Never trust anything a fiction writer says about himself.