Quotes About Truth

I went up to him but he was not sick, he was dead and his eyes were black with flies. I ran away and did not speak of it for I thought if I told no one it might not be true.

I don't say I don't believe, I say I don't know, I know what I see with my eyes and I never see it.

I drank it and I said, 'It isn't like it seems to be.' - 'I know. It never is,' he said

Je ne savais bien comprendre que le témoignage de mes propres yeux.

C'est que la sincérité est effrayante; j'entends non pas celle qui dit aux autres leurs vérité, mais celle qui s'applique à nos propres pensées. Auprès des êtres qui nous touchent de près, nos aveux sont irréparables; nous sommes-nous découvertes en face d'eux, il faut que nous demeurions à nu le reste de nos jours, il n'y a plus d'abri ni d'ombre

Il y a une noblesse dans le réalisme à laquelle l'esprit des plus nobles femmes ne parvient jamais. Le réel ne les incline point.

Does it take the harsh light of disaster to show a person's true nature?

Memoir is about handing over you life to someone and saying, This is what I went through, this is who I am, and maybe you can learn something from it.

Right is right, even if you're alone.

He wrote on a piece of paper with his pencil. Psychosis: out of touch with reality. Since then, I have been trying to find out what reality is, so that I can touch it.

Everyone who tells a story tells it differently, just to remind us that everybody sees it differently. Some people say there are true things to be found, some people say all kinds of things can be proved. I don't believe them. The only thing for certain is how complicated it all is, like string full of knots. It's all there but hard to find the beginning and impossible to fathom the end. The best you can do is admire the cat's cradle, and maybe knot it up a bit more.

The continuous narrative of existence is a lie. There is no continuous narrative, there are lit-up moments, and the rest is dark.

Trust me, I'm telling you stories. ... I can change the story. I am the story.

Trust me, I'm telling you stories.

to change something you do not understand is the true nature of evil.

Lies 1: There is only the present and nothing to remember. Lies 2: Time is a straight line. Lies 3: The difference between the past and the future is that one has happened while the other has not. Lies 4: We can only be in one place at a time. Lies 5: Any proposition that contains the word 'finite' (the world, the universe, experience, ourselves...) Lies 6: Reality as something which can be agreed upon. Lies 7: Reality is truth.

I didn't want to tell the story of myself, but someone I called myself. If you read yourself as fiction, it's rather more liberating than reading yourself as fact.

Language always betrays us, tells the truth when we want to lie, and dissolves into formlessness when we would most like to be precise.

He doubted her. You must never doubt the one you love. But they might not be telling the truth. Never mind that. You tell them the truth. What do you mean? You can't be another person's honesty, child, but you can be your own. So what should I say? When? When I love someone? You should say it.

There's no such thing as autobiography, there's only art and lies

Autobiography is not important. Authenticity is important. The writer must fire herself through the text, be the molten stuff that welds together disparate elements. I believe there is always exposure, vulnerability, in the writing process, which is not to say it is either confessional or memoir. Simply, it is real.

It is a true saying, that what you fear you find.

I had been taught to look for monsters and devils and I found ordinary people.

Language is a finding-place not a hiding place.