Quotes About Truth

As if I'd lit a fire in the darkness to try and warm us. And all I'd done was to see his real face by it.

Images are inherently fascistic because they overstamp the truth, however dim and blurred, of the real past experience; as if, faced with ruins, we must turn architects, not archeologists.

You despise the real bourgeois classes for all their snobbishness and their snobbish voices and ways. You do, don't you? Yet all you put in their place is a horrid little refusal to have nasty thoughts or do nasty things or be nasty in any way. Do you know that every great thing in the story of art and every beautiful thing in life is actually what you call nasty or has been caused by feelings that you would call nasty? By passion, by love, by hatred, by truth. Do you know that?

The truth was she couldn't do ugly things. She was too beautiful.

A fost odat? un tân?r prinÈ› care credea în toate lucrurile, în afar? de trei. Nu credea în prinÈ›ese, nu credea în insule, nu credea în Dumnezeu. Împ?ratul, tat?l s?u, îi spusese c? aceste lucruri nu exist?. ?i cum nu erau nici prinÈ›ese, nici insule È™i nici vreun semn al existenÈ›ei lui Dumnezeu în împ?r??ia tat?lui s?u, tân?rul prinÈ› îi d?du crezare.

The truth was I was not a cynic by nature; only by revolt. I had got away from what I hated, but I hadn't found where I loved, and so I pretended that there was nowhere to love.

Come clean Charles, come clean

Death is not in the nature of things; it is the nature of things.

and like most people who have spent much of their adult life being emotionally dishonest, I overcalculated the sympathy a final being honest would bring

Do you know that every great thing in the history of art and every beautiful thing in life is actually what you call nasty or has been caused by feelings that you would call nasty? By passion, by love, by hatred, by truth.

Prima dumitale reacÈ›ie este tipic? pentru acest secol care nu admite nimic, un secol care nu crede, nu aprob?. Asta se ascunde în spatele politeÈ›ii dumitale. EÈ™ti ca È™i ariciul. Când ariciul îÈ™i scoate È›epii nu poate mânca. Cine nu m?nânc? moare de foame. Èšepii dispar odat? cu trupul.

Accepting the sadness. Knowing that to pretend it was all gay was treachery. Treachery to everyone sad at the moment, everyone ever sad, treachery to such music, such truth.

PoÅ£i s? ascunzi o crim? folosind cuvinte. Dar pictura este ca o fereastr? cu vedere direct? pân? în str?fundul inimii tale. Tu nu ai f?cut aici decât s? construieÅŸti o mulÅ£ime de ferestruici spre o inim? plin? de tablourile altor pictori la mod?.

Sau dac? cel puÈ›in aÈ™ fi evocat amintirea unui reproÈ™, ar fi fost mai bine decât aceast? înmormântare absolut?, aceast? minciun? neomeneasc?, tic?loas?, stuid?, c? trecutul nostru nu ar fi în acelaÈ™i timp prezentul nostru, c? ceea ce am f?cut sau am simÈ›it atunci a fost într-un fel r?u È™i absurd...imatur.

our hearts, we saw that as a lie, no doubt

I consider all the Scriptures are a common court of the gospel, but the words of Jesus are the Supreme Court of the gospel. When I want a Supreme Court decision, I appeal to the words of Jesus.

The definition of integrity is this: Being what I say I am by acting in accordance with my words.

FROME. What was the nature of your relations with him? RUTH. We were friends. THE JUDGE. Friends? RUTH. [Simply] Lovers, sir. THE JUDGE. [Sharply] In what sense do you use that word? RUTH. We love each other.

My Own Epitaph Life's a jest, and all things show it. I thought so once, and now I know it.

Life is a jest, and all things show it, I thought so once, and now I know it.

As commonly practised, philosophy is the attempt to find good reasons for conventional beliefs' 'There is no mechanism of selection in the history of ideas akin to that of the natural selection of genetic mutations in evolution' 'Human knowledge is one thing, human well-being is another.There is no predetermined harmony between the two' 'In the struggle for life, the taste for truth is a luxury-or else a disability

In the struggle for life, a taste for truth is a luxury--or else a disability.

In the struggle for life, a taste for truth is a luxury – or else a disability: only tormented persons want truth. Man is like other animals, wants food and success and women, not truth. Only if the mind Tortured by some interior tension has despaired of happiness: then it hates its life-cage and seeks further.

It is not so much that he is economical with the truth as that he lacks the normal understanding of it. For him truth is whatever serves the cause, and when he engages in what is commonly judged to be deception he is only anticipating the new world that he is helping to bring about .