Quotes About Truth

Tonight, Mom painted a portrait of our family, and through her eyes I saw people I'd never imagined—a drunken, unfaithful husband and a depressed, overwhelmingly unhappy wife. How is it that I saw none of this? Are children so sublimely oblivious to their own world? She was right to hide this truth from me. Even now, I wish I didn't know it. Sometimes, knowing where we come from hurts more than we can stand.

What was the right thing for a mother to say to her nearly grown daughter about the ugliness in the world? How could she be honest?

should have told Emily everything and held on to her. Instead, I pretended I was okay. I could handle it. I'm a marine. And here I am Ã¢â'¬Â¦ and there she is." He leaned forward. "You have kids, right?" She nodded, sitting back.

They were almost the exact same words he'd written to her all those years ago. She hadn't recognized the sad desperation in them when they were letters on a piece of paper. Now she saw the truth: they were both an encouragement and an indictment. What good did it do to light the world on fire if she had to watch the glow alone?

Of course. Fear is smart until…" He headed for the door, paused as he reached for the knob. "Until what?" He looked back at her. "Until you realize you're afraid of the wrong thing.

Do not be afraid to ask your questions. But you must always be sure your heart is open to hear the answers.

the past has a way of showing you things clearly, whether you like it or not.

But considering the way so many records were lost or destroyed in the war, it shouldn't be difficult to plant a few pieux mensonges, white lies.

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Yona shook her head. "He sees me as more than I am, I think." "No. He sees you for exactly who you are. And that is very difficult for him.

And the past has a way of showing you things clearly, whether you like it or not.

Maybe in the end you can't run from who you are without destroying your life.

My mistake wasn't in letting the marriage end; it was in fooling myself into believing that marrying him was a good idea in the first place.

Maybe the lie wasn't as wrong if it wasn't uttered aloud.

Let them believe that the fairy tales were the fiction, and that everything else was real.

Remember that you control what you choose to believe in," I said. Anyone could look at our farm lives and see toil and squalor, or look at the same lives and see purpose, abundance, and joy. Same plot points, different story. "Very different things can be true simultaneously, and choosing the one with the better narrative is often extremely helpful.

He rolled his eyes. "Fiction lies for the truth.

Do people really want liberty, equality, fraternity? Is it not some manner of speaking?

EVEN PAUL GOODMAN, beloved by young leftists in the 1960s, was flabbergasted by his students in 1969. "There was no knowledge," he wrote, "only the sociology of knowledge. They had so well learned that…research is subsidized and conducted for the benefit of the ruling class that they did not believe there was such a thing as simple truth.

it will require a struggle to try to make America reality-based again.

The early advocates of universal literacy and a free press…did not foresee…the development of a vast mass communications industry, concerned in the main neither with the true nor the false, but with the unreal….In a word, they failed to take into account man's almost infinite appetite for distractions." —ALDOUS HUXLEY, Brave New World Revisited (1958)

Anyhow, my point is that you know now that nonfiction is never the entire truth, and fiction is almost never pure fabrication.

If I think it's true, no matter why or how I think it's true, then it's true, and nobody can tell me otherwise.

Why did Senator Daniel Patrick Moynihan begin remarking frequently during the 1980s and '90s that people were entitled to their own opinions but not to their own facts? Because until then, it hadn't seemed like a serious problem in America.