Quotes About Truth

I was glad to be gone from that place, for they listened not to simple reason, looked not at the world about them, sought not the truth, believing instead in the literal words of ancient tales - truths, history, parables, myths, legends, fables, and facts intermingled and recorded on their 'infallible' scrolls.

Monsters don't dress like monsters; they dress like humans. Even stranger, they rarely know they're the monsters.

A man is the stories he tells about himself, and most of those stories are lies. Never look too closely. If you uncover his lies, it'll humiliate you both. Best just to live with the bullshit.

Things weren't ever what they were supposed to be; they were what they were, and that was the simple truth of it, a truth that didn't change just because you wanted it to.

He was done with every lie he'd ever allowed himself to believe, every lie he'd ever lived, every lie.

There's darkness in this world you can't learn about by watching TV and reading books.

If you're not crazy but people have told the world you are, then all your protests to the contrary just underscore their point.

Brendan knew about the truth. In most cases, it was just a matter of deciding whether you wanted to look it in the face or live with the comfort of ignorance and lies. And ignorance and lies were often underrated. Most people Brendan knew couldn't make it through the day without a saucerful of ignorance and a side of lies.

Maybe honor was in its twilight. Maybe it had always been heading that way. Or worse, maybe it had always been an illusion.

Because truth hurts, truth costs, truth upends your world.

Everyone I know lies, breaks their word, and has perfectly legitimate excuses for why they do. Except you. Haven't you ever noticed that? Two times in twelve years, you said you'd find this girl no matter what. And you did. Why? Because you gave your word, babe. And that might not mean shit to the rest of the world, but it means everything to you. Whatever else hapened today, you found her twice, Patrick. When no one else would even try.

N?u anh không Ä'iên nhÆ°ng ng??i ta b?o vá»›i c? th? giá»›i là anh Ä'iên thì m?i ná»— lá»±c ph?n ??i nh?m ch?ng minh ng??c l?i s? càng giúp c?ng c? quan Ä'i?m c?a h?.

We all believe lies that bring us more comfort than the truth.

I can't think of one reason big enough for them to lie and small enough for it not to matter.

She would rather have known the lie that was Brian than the truth of anything else in her life.

need to confess anything to anyone. You go." "And why would I go?

A man is the stories he tells about himself, and most of those stories are lies.

A man is the stories he tells about himself, and most of those stories are lies. Never look too closely. If you uncover his lies, it'll humiliate you both. Best to just live with the bullshit.

You felt it in your soul, no place else. You felt the truth there sometimes—beyond logic—and you were usually right if it was a type of truth that was the exact kind you didn't want to face, weren't sure you could. That's what you tried to ignore, why you went to psychiatrists and spent too long in bars and numbed your brain in front of TV tubes—to hide from hard, ugly truths your soul recognized long before your mind caught up.

Non sono pazza. Non lo sono. Certo, cos'altro direbbe una pazza? E' questo l'aspetto geniale della situazione. L'aspetto kafkiano. Se non sei pazza ma la gente ha detto a tutti che lo sei, allora qualsiasi affermazione contraria da parte tua non farà che rafforzare quella tesi. Capisce cosa intendo?

A man is the stories he tells about himself and most of those stories are lies. And never look too closely if you uncover his lies, it will humiliate you both. Its best to just live with the bullshit." Then her mother kissed her head, patted her cheek, told her she was safe.

Pazzesco. -A cosa si riferisce? -Al luogo in cui è finita. Secondo la mia opinione. -Be', certo. Almeno questo credo che possiamo prenderlo come un dato di fatto.

The trouble with words is that you never know whose mouths they've been in.

A society can survive bad donkey drivers. But it cannot survive contempt for truth—whether inside or outside a courtroom.