Quotes About Truth

You see we do, yet see you but our hands And this the bleeding business they have done: Our hearts you see not; they are pitiful

The wine-cup is the little silver well, Where truth, if truth there be Doth dwell.

the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days;

Knock... and ask your heart what it doth know.

Oh what man may hide inside, tho angel on the outward side.

And tell them that I will not come today. "Cannot" is false, and that I dare not, falser. I will not come today. Tell them so

And 'tis a kind of good deed to say well: And yet words are no deeds.

Yet swear not, lest ye be forsworn again.

And, till she come, as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, And she in mine.

Well, time is the old justice that examines all such offenders, and let me try.

To tell thee plain, I aim to lie with thee. LADY GREY: To tell you plain, I had rather lie in prison.

Fair, kind and true' is all my argument, 'Fair, kind, and true' varying to other words; And in this change is my invention spent, Three themes in one, which wondrous scope affords. 'Fair, kind, and true,' have often lived alone, Which three till now never kept seat in one.

In a false quarrel there is no true valor

For truth can never be confirmed enough, Though doubts did ever sleep.

Let me hear you speak farther. I have spirit to do anything that appears not foul in the truth of my spirit.

In all my life only that dream is real.

Who are you? Tell me for more certainty. Albeit, I'll swear that I do know your tongue. Lorenzo: Lorenzo, and thy love. Jessica: Lorenzo, certain, and my love indeed. For who love I so much? And now who knows but you, Lorenzo, whether I am yours? Lorenzo: Heaven and thy thoughts are witness that thou art.

Slanders, sir. For the satirical rogue says here that old men have gray beards, that their faces are wrinkled, their eyes purging thick amber and plum-tree gum, and that they have a plentiful lack of wit, together with most weak hams—all which, sir, though I most powerfully and potently believe, yet I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down; for yourself, sir, should be old as I am, if like a crab you could go backward.

A man may break a word with you, sir, and words are but wind; Ay, and break it in your face, so he break it not behind.

Las palabras están llenas de falsedad o de arte; la mirada es el lenguaje del corazón.

He is now as valiant as Hercules that only tells a lie and swears it.

Stay, I prithee tell me what thou think'st of me. Viola: That you do think you are not what you are. Olivia: If I think so, I think the same of you. Viola: Then think you right; I am not what I am. Olivia: I would you were as I would have you be. Viola: Would it be better, madam, than I am? I wish it might, for now I am your fool.

I'll follow this good man, and go with you; And, having sworn truth, ever will be true.

for there is no Christian, that means to be saved by believing rightly, can ever believe such impossible passages of grossness.