Quotes About Truth

Literature is invention. Fiction is fiction. To call a story a true story is an insult to both truth and art.

A poet's purified truth can cause no pain, no offense. True art is above false honor.

It is strange that the tactile sense, which is so infinitely less precious to men than sight, becomes at critical moments our main, if not only, handle to reality.

I lied as a nightingale sings, ecstatically, self-obliviously; reveling in the new life-harmony which I was creating.

Where the devil did you get her? I beg your pardon? I said: the weather is getting better. Seems so. Who's the lassie? My daughter. You lie - she's not. I beg your pardon? I said: July was hot.

realidade (uma das poucas palavras que só fazem sentido entre aspas)

I am quite willing to admit that they are also a deception but right now I believe in them so much that I infect them with truth.

But they are practically brother and sister, ejaculated Marina, thinking as many stupid people do that practically works both ways - reducing the truth of a statement and making a truism sound like the truth.

Great novels are above all great fairy tales . . . literature does not tell the truth but makes it up.

Since I sometimes won the race between my fancy and nature's reality - the deception was bearable.

Actually she was at least in her late twenties (I never established her exact age for even her passport lied) and had mislaid her virginity under circumstances that changed with her reminiscent moods.

When a hypothesis enters a scientist's mind, he checks it by calculation and experiment, that is, by the mimicry and the pantomime of truth. It's plausibility infects others, and the hypothesis is accepted as the true explanation for the given phenomenon, until someone finds its faults.

Sana anlat?lan?n asl?nda üç aÅŸamal? olduÄŸunu unutma; önce anlatan taraf?ndan biçimlendiÄŸini, sonra dinleyen taraf?ndan yeniden biçimlendiÄŸini, öyküdeki ölmüÅŸ adam?n her ikisinden de saklad??? ÅŸeyler olduÄŸunu.

All great novels are great fairy tales.

Nincs több pusztítás, Van. Csak szerelem.

beyond observing that some law of logic should fix the number of coincidences, in a given domain, after which they cease to be coincidences, and form, instead, the living organism of a new truth ("Tell me," says Osberg's little glitana to the Moors, El Motela and Ramera, "what is the precise minimum of hairs on a body that allows one to call it 'hairy'?")

All dreams are anagrams of diurnal reality.

According to my almond-eyed little spy, the great surgeon, may his own liver rot, lied to me when he declared yesterday with a deathhead's grin that the operazione had been perfetta . Well, it had been so in the sense Euler called zero the perfect number. Actually, they ripped me open, cast one horrified look at my decayed fegato , and without touching it sewed me up again.

Mindketten izgalmat kerestek a könyvekben, ahogyan a legjobb olvasók mindig is teszik; és mindketten kérkedést, unalmat és hitvány hazugságokat találtak oly sok híres m?ben.

Es espantoso cuando la vida real de pronto resulta ser un sueño, pero ¡cuánto más espantoso cuando lo que uno ha creído que era un sueño —fluido e irresponsable— de pronto empieza a cuajarse como realidad!

To call a story a true story is an insult to both art and truth.

One of the functions of all my novels is to prove that the novel in general does not exist.

Remember that what you are told is really threefold: shaped by the teller, reshaped by the listener, concealed from both by the dead man of the tale.

That the poor little fellow because he lied too often was finally eaten up by a real beast is quite incidental.