Quotes About Truth

Mniej o prawdÄ™ przy tym chodzi, jak o ducha prawdy, nikt bowiem nie mo?e obieca?, ?e nie bÄ™dzie siÄ™ myliÅ', mo?e jednak przechowywa? ducha prawdy równie? w pomyÅ'kach, czyli nie wyrzeka? siÄ™ czujnej nieufnoÅ›ci do wÅ'asnych sÅ'ów.

W?? dowodzi gryzieniem, ?e ma racj?. A kto umrze od uk?szenia w??a, nie ma racji, bo nie?ywi z definicji racji nie maj?!

Hope and experience take two different sides of an argument.

Truth is like the philosopher's stone, a thing not to be discovered.

I may not be smart enough to debate you point-for-point on this, but I have the feeling about 60% of what you say is crap.

Do you remember when you found out there was no Santa Claus? I was so upset I didn't think I'd be able to do the show.

Believe God's Word and power more than you believe your own feelings and experiences. Your

If there's a single lesson that life teaches us, it's that wishing doesn't make it so.

The truth doesn't always make a good story, does it?

We're wired to expect the world to be brighter and more meaningful and more obviously interesting than it actually is. And when we realize that it isn't, we start looking around for the real world.

He wasn't in a safe little story where wrongs were automatically righted; he was still in the real world, where bad bitter things happened for no reason, and people paid for things that weren't their fault.

It's true," Eliot said. "Statistically, historically, and however else you want to look at it, you are almost never right. A monkey making life decisions based on its horoscope in USA Today would be right more often than you. But in this case, yes, you were right. Don't spoil it.

But the thing about monsters was, you couldn't talk to them about it, because they wouldn't admit they were monsters in the first place.

The problem was that Julia was smart, and Julia was interested in the truth. She didn't like inconsistencies, and she didn't let go until they were resolved, ever.

There's no getting away from yourself. Not even in Fillory.

Your magician self, that loopy doppelgänger, was always with you, tugging at your sleeve, whispering silently that your real life was a fake life, a crude and undignified and inauthentic charade that nobody was really buying anyway.

Historical seen, said Alice, people have almost always have whrong when they have said that.

She lay there thinking, on the rich, wet graveyard grass, before the tomb of some random parishioner—Beloved Son, Husband, Father—and what she thought was this: she'd been right about almost everything. She'd gotten nearly full marks. A minus again. Blew only one question. Here's the one thing I got wrong, she thought. I thought that they could never wear me down.

Sabes lo mas divertido? Lo que es para partirse de risa? Que no es verdad, que ni siquiera lo quieres. Aunque todo esto terminase sin mas contratiempos, seguirías sin ser feliz. Te rendiste en Brooklyn y en Brakebills, y cuando llegue el momento también te rendirás en Fillory. Es lo más fácil, ¿verdad?

Kids are not physical creatures, and they're not stupid. They know all about violence and power and raw emotions. What's really scary is when adults pretend that such things don't exist." (Grossman's review of The Hunger Games in "Time" magazine, Sept. 7, 2009)

Truth is a substance soluble in lichen vodka.

Language and reality are kept strictly apart—reality is tough, unyielding stuff, and it doesn't care what you think or feel or say about it. Or it shouldn't.

At that moment, when he should have been most lucidly present, he had no idea whether he was lying or telling the truth.

Theories about life were always bullshit.