Quotes About Truth

Draden was hers. The one. The only. She didn't know how she knew it, but she did know that nothing in her life was truer.

I know what I am, Savannah, a monster such as the human world cannot conceive. But I have always had honor, integrity, and a talent for healing. I can make you two promises. I will never have untruth between us, and I will protect you with my life. I have said I will not take what is mine this night. We have time to calm your fears.

I don't mind you in my head. I refuse to be embarrassed for thinking the truth. You have to know how good-looking you are. Fortunately for you, you seem to have brains and humor to go with your looks.

Marry me, be my wife. Be my partner. Take the risk with me. I need you in a way I've never needed anything or anyone. He was giving himself up to her. He'd never felt more vulnerable. Never felt more terrified. Every fucking word I said to you is the truth.

He was a shadow rider and that meant no one, 'no one' other than family, and even then close family, could the truth about him. She had to be in completely. Committed to him.

There it was. His woman. Laying it out for him. Giving him truth and making him feel like he was the luckiest man on earth.

How dangerous is the healer?" Raven inhaled sharply. "The truth is, Gregori is the most dangerous of all Carpathians. Mikhail thinks Gregori is more powerful than he is, and that's saying quite a bit.

I don't like secrets and I abhor lies, yet I find myself saying things that aren't true because it seems in Mikhail's best interest." "He didn't ask it of you, did he? That was your choice," he argued gently. "How much has he told you of himself?" "Not much." Wary now, she felt she was treading on treacherous ground. At all costs, she had to protect Mikhail--even if it meant lying to a priest.

The taste of terror was in his mouth. The horrifying emotion beat at his heart, and invaded his lungs so that his breath was trapped there. You are all right. Take a breath. He could barely get the words out. Marguarita shook her head, never taking her gaze from his I am not afraid of you, Zacarias. I fear letting you down, but never that you will harm me. Her eyes never wavered, locked on his, forcing the truth into his mind. He feared losing her. He feared turning vampire. He - feared.

Knowledge flies the sword true to its aim.

There is no honor in defeating the vampire. it is merely a job, Kirja. Well you know the truth of that. Whether it takes one hunter or ten makes no difference. We mete out justice according to the law.

Did you think I would fight fair? You matter more than anything else in my life. You. I'm not about to fight fair to get you back. Just because it isn't fair to tell you doesn't mean it isn't true. We do need you to save us. I need you. Without you, I have no anchor. I'm not really alive. I need you to bridge the space that I can't. The one between me and everyone else. -Viktor Prakenskii

By conversing about the weather, a job, just everyday things, whoever was listening would be able to ascertain a rythm to a voice. The way a person breathed. Their heartbeat. That would help indicate if they suddenly told a lie.

She tilted her chin determinedly. 'I always want the truth from you, Dayan. Without that between us, we have nothing at all.'

You're so full of shit," Transporter said. "I read a book on that—" Maestro cut him off. "You've read a book on everything, but if whoever wrote the fuckin' book didn't really know shit, then quoting them makes you look bad.

I don't want to put you in the position of having to lie, Father. I find myself doing enough of that for Mikhail, and I'm not even certain why. Lord knows, he doesn't ask me to." There was sorrow in her voice, regret, confusion. "I wouldn't lie," he said. "Is omission the same thing as a lie, Father?

How could so many people over hundreds of years tell such similar stories without some truth to the legend?" "A living corpse?" Raven's eyebrows shot up. "I don't know about the Middle Ages, but I'd notice if dead people started walking around, dragging off children." "There is that," Mikhail agreed.

I happen to know what family you come from, although I know I'm not supposed to know, and I'm certain you can manufacture proof of anything you want." "That's true. I can. But I didn't. -Airiana & Maxim

We are not the vampires in your horror stories, the walking dead, for God's sake.

Unable to reach me and gather the real facts, rival newspapers proceeded to enlarge on the slightest item to keep the Jorgensen story moving before the public. If I sneezed, it was duly reported as an event.

I have never been such a real person as I am today.

Humanity is not condemned to wander forever in an epistemological fog, knowing only the surface appearance of things but never their true nature.

Historian and psychoanalyst are experienced in the discovery of things done in the past. They know how to find hidden details, but once they are brought into the light of day, these details, although of course subject to interpretation, are too polysemous to stay in any one subjectivity's perspective. The discoveries – when true ones – displace the finder.

consistently and comprehensively they have been deceived.