Quotes About Truth

És nem lehetne ez a te igazságod is? Szeretném, ha a tied lenne. Szeretném, hogy egészen megismerj. – (…) A te igazad nem lehet az enyém.

In art, truth is a means to an end; in science, it is the only end.

You may choose to look the other way but you can never say again that you did not know.

You can choose to look the other way but never again can you say that you never knew.

Having seen all this you can choose to look the other way, but you can never say again, 'I did not know.

What we believe determines how we live. Men who sincerely believed that what they were doing was right have perpetrated many of the most hideous crimes against humanity.

A good orator can whip a crowd, even a Christian crowd, into a frenzy. This is not the kind of emotion that God desires. When emotion is a response to truth or to a clear comprehension of the nature of God and His goodness to us, then emotion is valuable and appropriate.

If we seek and keep on seeking, we will find; if we ask and keep on asking, we will receive; if we knock and keep on knocking, the door to truth will be opened. How can we refuse an offer like this?

Only an unwillingness to be open and honest can keep us from the conclusion that both reason and experience tell us that what the Bible says about us is true. We are without excuse if we remain in denial.

When we see around us the tragedy of not taking this truth seriously and when we experience within ourselves the veracity of the truth, we will be positioned to move forward in our spiritual progress. We also will have a different attitude toward those who more obviously struggle in areas where we might only secretly have a problem. Day by day, an awareness of our condition will help us grow spiritually.

Men prefer to believe that they are degenerated angels, rather than elevated apes.

Every idiot has an opinion. I should know because I am one of them.

Truths that wake,To perish never.

books are yours, Within whose silent chambers treasure lies Preserved from age to age; more precious far Than that accumulated store of gold And orient gems, which, for a day of need, The Sultan hides deep in ancestral tombs. These hoards of truth you can unlock at will:

Go to the poets, they will speak to thee More perfectly of purer creatures--

If living sympathy be theirs And leaves and airs, The piping breeze and dancing tree Are all alive and glad as we: Whether this be truth or no I cannot tell, I do not know; Nay--whether now I reason well, I do not know, I cannot tell.

The Man of Science seeks truth as a remote and unknown benefactor; he cherishes and love it in his solitude: the Poet, singing a song in which all human beings join with him, rejoices in the presence of truth as our visible friend and hourly companion.

Oh, be wise, thou! Instructed that true knowledge leads to love.

When aren't we acting?' he asked in his diary. 'When aren't we concealing? Would you like me to have been a fly on your wall yesterday? Did you do nothing shameful? Of course you did. The version of ourselves that we present to the world bears no resemblence to the truth. If we knew the truth about each other we could take noone seriously. There isn't one of us who could afford to be caught. That's all life is. Trying not to be found out.

I hate careless flattery, the kind that exhausts you in your effort to believe it.

None of them are willing to see themselves or others simply as what they are. All is colored with myth, with the ideal. Everyone is a figure in a cosmic drama—an imaginary drama.

But facts fall short of truth, because truth includes the yearnings of the human heart—

General Crook had said when a reporter asked him what was the hardest thing about fighting Indians. Replied Three Stars, "Knowing you're wrong." Lieutenant

Did Curly have a right, however weak or strong his vision might have been, to keep it secret? To not live it? Did not all the people own the strength in it? *