Quotes About Truth

makes its home and therefore we can never be done with the telling. Of the telling there is no end. And whether in Caborca or in Huisiachepic or in whatever other place by whatever other name or by no name at all I say again all tales are one. Rightly heard all tales are one.

Men do not turn from God so easily you see. Not so easily. Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from. To imagine otherwise is to imagine the unspeakable. It was never that this man ceased to believe in God. No. It was rather that he came to believe terrible things of Him. By

I told Leonard that reality was at best a collective hunch.

The ugly truth is that other than Feynman's sum-over theories there is no believable explanation of quantum mechanics that does not involve human consciousness. Of course this raises the questions as to how it managed to get along without us.

He'd the notion that there would be something in the story itself to tell him about the way the world was or was becoming but there was not. There was nothing in it at all.

Ones convictions as to the nature of reality must also represent one's limitations as to the perception of it.

He watched him stoke the flames, God's own firedrake. The sparks rushed upward and died in the starless dark. Not all dying words are true and this blessing is no less real for being shorn of its ground.

The truth about the world, he said, is that anything is possible. Had you not seen it all from birth and thereby bled it of its strangeness it would appear to you for what it is, a hat trick in a medicine show, a fevered dream, a trance bepopulate with chimeras having neither analogue nor precedent, an itinerant carnival, a migratory tentshow whose ultimate destination after many a pitch in many a muddied field is unspeakable and calamitous beyond reckoning.

And it may be a superstition with us that if we will just give up those things we are fond of then the world will not take from us what we truly love. Which of course is a folly. The world knows what you love.

he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all. By

he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life hidden from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all.

Vuestro máximo deseo es que os cuente algún misterio. El misterio es que no hay ningún misterio.

John Grady, de pie ante la ventana del café vacío, observando las actividades de la plaza, dijo que era bueno que Dios ocultase las verdades de la vida a los jóvenes cuando empezaban pues de otro modo no tendrían ánimos para empezar.

How does the never to be differ from what never was

Men's memories are uncertain and the past that was differs little from the past that was not -Judge Holden

place of being except in the telling only and there it lives and makes its home and therefore we can never be done with the telling.

He stood at the window of the empty cafe and watched the activities in the square and he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all.

You will never know what the world is made of. The only thing that's certain is that it's not made of the world. As you close upon some mathematical description of reality you can't help but lose what is being described.

Beauty makes promises that beauty cant keep. I've seen it too many times. Twice in this house.

In talking to older people who've had good lives, inevitably half of them will say, 'The most significant thing in my life is that I've been extraordinarily lucky.' And when you hear that you know you're hearing the truth. It doesn't diminish their talent or industry. You can have all that and fail.

Would it have done any good? No sir. But that dont make it right.

Looking over the country with those sunken eyes as if the world out there had been altered or made suspect by what he'd seen of it elsewhere. As if he might never see it right again. Or worse did see it right at last. See it as it had always been, would forever be.

every act which has no heart will be found out in the end. Every gesture.

You didnt slack up on him just the littlest bit? No. I dont believe in it.