Quotes About Truth

For when my outward action doth demonstrate The native act and figure of my heart In complement extern 'tis not long after But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at I am not what I am.

Is it possible he should know what he is, and be that he is?

Look here upon this picture, and on this...

Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness!

When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies

it is not enough to speak, but to speak true

But you are wise, Or else you love not, for to be wise and love Exceeds man's might; that dwells with gods above.

Soft you; a word or two before you go. I have done the state some service, and they know't.— No more of that.—I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely, but too well; Of one not easily jealous, but

she shall scant show well that now shows best.

But I have that within which passes show. these but the trappings and the suits of woe

William Shakespeare

Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times Thou never shouldst love woman like to me. VIOLA:And all those sayings will I overswear; And those swearings keep as true in soul As doth that orbèd continent the fire That severs day from night.

Cucullus non facit monachum; that's as much to say, as I wear not motley in my brain.

Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile; So ere you find where light in darkness lies, Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes.

His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you shall seek all day ere you find them: and when you have them, they are not worth the search.

What, gone without a word? Ay, so true love should do. It cannot speak, For truth hath better deeds than words to grace it. (2.2.17-19)

Let us once lose our oaths to find ourselves, Or else we lose ourselves to keep our oaths

Marry, sir, they praise me and make an ass of me, now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass. So that by my foes, sir I profit in the knowledge of myself, and by my friends, I am abused.

Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing weigh, Your vows to her and me, put in two scales, Will even weigh, and both as light as tales.

The best in this kind are but shadows, and the worst are no worse if imagination amend them.

O! never say that I was false of heart

Put plainly, there is a natural moral law, existing in reality, i.e., not invented by man, which transcends and trumps our desires. Something is right or wrong, whether we like it or not.

William Shakespeare

When the devout religion of mine eye Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires, And these, who, often drowned, could never die, Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars! One fairer than my love? The all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun.