Quotes About Truth

There is only one real failure in life that is possible, and that is not to be true to the best one knows.

The psychotherapist learns little or nothing from his successes. They mainly confirm him in his mistakes, while his failures, on the other hand, are priceless experiences in that they not only open up the way to a deeper truth, but force him to change his views and methods.

Failure ... is, in a sense, the highway to success, inasmuch as every discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true, and every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterward carefully avoid.

The ultimate umpire of all things in life is - fact.

I would prefer even to fail with honor than win by cheating.

Disillusion is a natural stage that follows the holding of an illusion.

If any good results to a man from believing a lie, it certainly comes from the honesty of his belief.

Better a false belief than no belief at all.

Nothing can be truer than fairy wisdom. It is as true as sunbeams.

There is no such thing as white lies; a lie is as black as a coalpit, and twice as foul.

False in one thing, false in everything

Some people tell us that there ain't no Hell, But they never farmed, so how can they tell?

The unknown is what it is. And to be frightened of it is what sends everybody scurrying around chasing dreams, illusions, wars, peace, love, hate, all that. Unknown is what it is. Accept that it's unknown, and it's plain sailing.

O, that men's ears should be To counsel deaf, but not to flattery!

Their throat is an open sepulchre; they flatter with their tongue.

One thing is certain and the rest is lies; The Flower that once has blown for ever dies.

Every inch that is not fool is rogue.

The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God.

If you wish to avoid seeing a fool you must first break your looking-glass.

Lord, what fools these mortals be!

Give me the avowed, the erect, and manly foe, Bold I can meet, perhaps may turn the blow; But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save, save, oh save me from the candid friend!

Flattery makes friends, truth enemies.

Give me the avowed, the erect and manly foe, Bold I can meet, perhaps may turn the blow; But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save, oh save me from the candid friend!

It is the weak and confused who worship the pseudo-simplicities of brutal directness.