Quotes About Truth

The apparency of an answer can be mistaken for the answer.' A parallel is that 'the apparency of a result can be mistaken for the result.

This information doesn't change anything, brother,

The right thing to do is always the one that only your heart can give the answer.

You know why I don't leave," he said again to Damon, who wouldn't look at him. "You can pretend you don't care. You can fool the whole world. But I know differently." It would have been kindest at this point to leave Damon alone, but Stefan wasn't in a kind mood. "You know that girl you picked up, Rachael?" he added. "The hair was all right, but her eyes were the wrong color. Elena's eyes were blue.

The image isn't reality. Even though we're used to thinking that way alot of the time. We show a kid a picture of a dog and say 'This is a doggie' - but it's not. It's just an image.

Julian: What's black inside, white outside, and hot? Jenny: What? Julian: A wolf in sheep's clothing. Jenny: Is that what you are? Julian: Me? No, I'm a wolf in wolf's clothing.

Rumors spread fast, and they grow. I know. You want to either deny them, or disarm them

You didn't feed from her," he said, and this was not a question. "Swill poison? Not my kind of fun, little brother." One corner of Stefan's mouth quirked up. He made no response to this, but simply looked at Damon with eyes that were... knowing. Damon bridled. "I told the truth!" "Going to take it up as a hobby?

Damon knew the truth. Stefan was dead all right - but he had been dead for hundreds of years. And it was true that he was a vampire, but calling him a demon was like calling Tinkerbell armed and dangerous.

She knew, then, that it had not been hatred that had made him avoid her for so long. No, it had not been hatred at all.

I'll forget everything. I'll forget the last hundred years I spent missing you. We can start over.-Damon The truth is...I never loved you.-Katherine

Their conversations usually followed the same pattern: beginning with Lady Franklin and her obsession, they ended with Leadbitter and his fictitious home-life. Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies; but Lady Franklin asked a great many questions and Leadbitter told her a great many lies.

Indeed, the life of facts proved no bad substitute for the facts of life.

When one has made up one's mind that things are going well, and that one has helped to make them go well, it takes some time to realize that in fact the opposite is true, and that things are not going well.

Halk, her zaman yalanlar? kendisi yaratm??; sonra da bunlara inanm??t?r.

I am not astonished that men who lean, as it were, on an atom, should stumble at the smallest efforts they make for discovering the truth ; that, being so short-sighted, they do not reach beyond the heavens and the stars, to contemplate God Himself.

To express truth is to write naturally, forcibly, and delicately.

We never deceive people to benefit them, for knavery is a compound of wickedness and falsehood.

Nothing is so oppressive as a secret; it is difficult for ladies to keep it long, and I know even in this matter a good number of men who are women.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

Some disguised deceits counterfeit truth so perfectly that not to be taken in by them would be an error of judgment.

A resolution never to deceive exposes a man to be often deceived.

Did we not flatter ourselves, the flattery of others could never hurt us.

Our enemies come nearer the truth in the opinions they form of us than we do in our opinion of ourselves.