Quotes About Truth

heart. And now here is my secret, a very simple secret. It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.

So unusual was it for someone to actually think on the witness stand. They answered clear questions by telling the rehearsed truth, or a preplanned lie. But they rarely actually thought.

There are four statements that lead to wisdom.

I was going to say, No, no, don't cry, I'll go out with you. Anything, but don't cry. . . . But I still couldn't make my voice work. And then he sort of cleared his throat and said, "Georgia, don't feel bad. It's always tough to hurt someone and tell them the truth. I know that. You're a really lovely girl. Lovely . . . mad . . . but lovely. I'll always like you. Don't worry.

It's hard to tell the truth sometimes, especially if you don't want to hurt someone. And you did. You said what you feel. And you must do what is right for you, not what other people say is right.

Not much music left inside us for life to dance to. Our youth has gone to the ends of the earth to die in the silence of the truth. And where, I ask you, can a man escape to, when he hasn't enough madness left inside him? The truth is an endless death agony. The truth is death. You have to choose: death or lies. I've never been able to kill myself.

The plain truth, I may as well admit it, is that I've never been really right in the head.

You can put perfume on a pig, but it still stinks!

In my heart I know the truth, but my mind cannot accept the reality of what this all means.

The very fact that religions are not content to stand on their own feet, but insist on crippling or warping the flexible minds of children in their favour, forms a sufficient proof that there is no truth in them. If there were any truth in religion, it would be even more acceptable to a mature mind than to an infant mind--yet no mature mind ever accepts religion unless it has been crippled in infancy.

Naturally one would rather be a broad artist with power to evoke beauty from every phase of experience--but when one unmistakably isn't such an artist, there's no sense in bluffing and faking and pretending that one is.

In short, the world abounds with simple delusions which we may call "happiness", if we be but able to entertain them.

I should describe mine own nature as tripartite, my interests consisting of three parallel and dissociated groups--(a) Love of the strange and fantastic. (b) Love of the abstract truth and of scientific logic. (c) Love of the ancient and the permanent. Sundry combinations of these three strains will probably account for all my odd tastes and eccentricities.

All I want is to know things. The black gulph of the infinite is before me ...

To the scientist there is the joy in pursuing truth which nearly counteracts the depressing revelations of truth.

I recognise a distinction between dream life and real life, between appearances and actualities. I confess to an over-powering desire to know whether I am asleep or awake--whether the environment and laws which affect me are external and permanent, or the transitory products of my own brain.

Poetry, far more than fiction, reveals the soul of humanity.

Though old the thought and oft expressed, 'Tis his at last who says it best.

Count me o'er earth's chosen heroes -- they were souls that stood alone, While the men they agonized for hurled the contumelious stone, Stood serene, and down the future saw the golden beam incline To the side of perfect justice, mastered by their faith divine, By one man's plain truth to manhood and to God's supreme design.

They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.

Light is the symbol of truth.

Praise follows truth afar off, and only overtakes her at the grave.

'Tis easy now for the heart to be true As for grass to be green or skies to be blue-- 'Tis the natural way of living.

Great truths are portions of the soul of man.