Quotes About Truth

Clarity comes when you unify all the faculties of the mind into a magnificent light of perception. That light is the concentrated force of the mind. It is by that brightness that truth is revealed.

The difference between a saint and a hypocrite is that one lies for his religion, the other by it.

An epigram is a flashlight of a truth; a witticism, truth laughing at itself.

Between flattery and admiration there often flows a river of contempt.

Mentre em senti fidel a mi mateix, tot el que faci serà vàlid.

Don't feel ashamed, girl," she said, answering my thoughts. "The truth is a noble grail to seek. But if you're after it, you must imagine, first, what it will mean to get it. The truth is neither good nor bad. It is above evil. Above morality. It doesn't offer anything besides itself." She nodded resolutely. "I'm proud I told Jackson the truth. I'm glad he died knowing who he was.

The truth is neither good nor bad. It is above evil. Above morality. It doesn't offer anything besides itself.

The truth is a noble grail to seek. But if you're after it, you must imagine, first, what it will mean to get it. The truth is neither good nor bad. It is above evil. Above morality. It doesn't offer anything besides itself.

There was nothing in this world that was not a con, suddenly I understood this. Nothing really mattered, and nothing could be lost.

Was she terrifyingly beautiful? Was she so ignorant she didn't deserve the truth? Was she also a liar and thus it was something they did together? I don't believe in psychology; which says everything you do is because of yourself. That is so untrue. We are social animals, and everything we do is because of other people, because we love them, or because we don't.

it wasn't pretend, I wasn't in a fairytale or a fable. I shut my eyes and absorbed the silent whoomp that always accompanies this revelation. It's the sound of the real world, gigantic and impossible, replacing the smaller version of reality that I wear like a bonnet, clutched tightly under my chin.

Was I like honey thinking it's a small bear, not realizing the bear is just the shape of its bottle?

And it struck me that maybe True magazine had been wrong. Maybe there are no New Men. Maybe there are only the living and the dead, and all those who are living deserve each other and are equal to each other.

Finally, in a low whisper, he said, "I think I might be a terrible person." For a split second I believed him—I thought he was about to confess a crime, maybe a murder. Then I realized that we all think we might be terrible people. But we only reveal this before we ask someone to love us. It is a kind of undressing. "No

Was I like honey thinking it's a small bear, not realizing the bear is just the shape of its bottle?

Was I like honey thinking it's a small bear, not realizing the bear is just the shape of its bottle? -Cheryl

They seem easy to write, but that's the illusion of all good advice. Common sense and truth should feel authorless, write by time itself.

I do write a lot from personal experience, but I also embellish a bit.

Everything is interior and reality is only an illusory artifact.

hacia el final, inventó una lengua nueva y desconocida, la lengua de la infelicidad, esa en la que están escritos todos los libros verdaderos.

No podías sembrar el sueño en el mundo, porque el propio mundo era un sueño.

el orgullo del que se sabe en posesión del mundo verdadero, del que sabe que precisamente la nada, la muerte y la putrefacción, las ruinas y las heces y la mugre, el sufrimiento y las atrocidades son la verdad, que el mundo es un infierno en el que florece el moho precario del paraíso, ilusorio como la pelusa de un diente de león.

caci abia acum se vadea ceea ce toti presimtisera intr-un moment sau altul al vietii lor: ca realitatea e doar un caz particular al irealului, si ca suntem totii, oricat de concreti ne-am simti, doar fictiunea cine stie carei alte lumi, ce ne creeaza si ne cuprinde ...

C?ut?m prosteÈ™te, c?ut?m în locuri în care nu e nimic de g?sit, ca p?ianjenii ce-È™i È›es plasa în s?li de baie în care nicio musc?, niciun È›ânÈ›ar nu poate p?trunde.