Quotes About Truth

i want to say to her: i just want to be myself. and i want to be with someone who's just himself. that's all. i want to see through all the performance and all the pretending and get right to the truth.

Picture me however you want to picture me. Because odds are that'll be more true than any of the bodies you see me in.

Don't let them get to you,' the pastor told us. 'All they have is hate, and in the end hate is worthless. They want for us to become hateful, too, and to forfeit His love in our anger. When faced with such hate, we can only embrace love tighter. As Paul said, 'Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.

That's what social media is: the fronts of the postcards, rarely what's written on the backs.

who the hell wants to be the one to tell a kid that santa claus isn't real. it's the truth, right? but you're still a jerk for saying it.

me: you know what sucks about love? o.w.g.: what? me: that it's so tied to truth.

When nothing else is left, art will become the truth of the time.

Ik verbaas me altijd over mensen die weten dat iets fout is, maar dat proberen te negeren, alsof het foute daardoor zou verdwijnen.

True or not, every story has something it wants you to remember. True or not, every story has something it wants you to believe.

Can so much really happen in a night? The song was never really over, but now I have the ending—I don't know how I'll phrase it, but it will involve our returning, it will take in the strange pink light and the Sunday-morning quiet. Because this is us, and the song is her, and this time I'm going to use her name. Norah Norah Norah—no rhymes, really. Just truth.

Silence only harms when there are things that aren't being said, or when there's the fear that the well is empty and there's nothing left to say.

Craig can't bear it. He opens his eyes, looks over to Tariq, who has tears in his own eyes. He mimes writing. Tariq scrambles for a marker and some paper. He runs over to Craig. All the things Craig has to say boil down to the essential... I'M GAY, MOM. I'M GAY. Craig rotates his and Harry's bodies so he's facing his mother. Then he holds up his shaky sign. He sees her eyes as she understands it.

The funny thin is, you say it like it's so unusual that you've only done it once. But I bet a whole lot of people go through their lives without ever telling the truth, not really. And they wake up in the same body and the same life every singe morning.

It's so much easier when we're talking about things that are real.

We often believe the truest measure of a relationship is the ability to lay ourselves bare. But there's something to be said for parading your plumage as well, finding truth as much in the silly as the severe. Your humor is your compass and your shield. You can hone it into a weapon or you can pull its strands out to make your very own cotton-candy blanket. You can't exist on a diet of humor alone, but you can't exist on a diet without it, either.

Maybe there is something you're afraid to say, or someone you're afraid to love, or somewhere you're afraid to go. It's gonna hurt. It's gonna hurt because it matters.

The truth feels different from other things. The closest you can come to describing it is that it feels like taking a perfect breath.

The truth doesn't have to advertise itself. All the truth needs to be is true.

The truth. Really the Truth.

I love the idea that an abuse can be negated. And that the things most often disabused are notions.

I am a firm believer that every person, young or old, has at least one good story to tell

I will not let myself think that things are suddenly better. I will not let myself think that we've somehow escaped the us we always end up being. But at the same time, I will not deny what's happening. I will not deny this happiness. Because if happiness feels real, it almost doesn't matter if it's real or not.

Maybe there is something you're afraid to say, or someone you're afraid to love, or somewhere you're afraid to go. It's gonna hurt. It's gonna hurt because it matters.

truth is, thinking about depression depresses the shit out of me.