Quotes About Truth

it is presupposed that no entity can be conceived in complete abstraction from the system of the universe, and that it is the business of speculative philosophy to exhibit this truth. This character is its coherence.

Seek simplicity and distrust it.

It is the ideal of speculative philosophy that its fundamental notions shall not seem capable of abstraction from each other. In other words, it is presupposed that no entity can be conceived in complete abstraction from the system of the universe, and that it is the business of speculative philosophy to exhibit this truth. This character is its coherence.

Deep in the greenwood of my heart Is my abiding-place: I cloak my soul at feast and mart; I mask my face. Outlawed, but not alone, for Truth Is outlawed, too. You cannot banish us, proud world: We banish you.

Truth is born into this world only with pangs and tribulations, and every fresh truth is received unwillingly.

Let's look at the record.

No matter how thin you slice it, it's still baloney.

Photography is a reality so subtle that it becomes more real than reality.

The trouble with most photographers, and for that matter also with painters, and other people, is, that they are always trying to do something which is outside of themselves. In consequence they produce nothing that means anything to those who have the gift or intuition for truth: all else is really not worth a tinker's damn.

No todo lo que lleva habitó es santa rosa

the majority of people go past the doors that are half ajar, thinking them closed, and fail to notice the faint stirrings of the great curtain that hangs ever in the form of appearances between them and the world of causes behind.

So convinced was he that the external world was the result of a vast deception practised upon him by the gross senses, that when he stared at a great building like St. Paul's he felt it would not very much surprise him to see it suddenly quiver like a shape of jelly and then melt utterly away, while in its place stood all at once revealed the mass of colour, or the great intricate vibrations, or the splendid sound—the spiritual idea—which it represented in stone.

Like many another materialist, that is, he lied cleverly on the basis of insufficient knowledge, because the knowledge supplied seemed to his own particular intelligence inadmissible.

She saw herself, a fading figure, more than half-way now towards the sunset end, within sight even of the shadowed emptiness that lay beyond the sun's dipping edge. She had lingered over-long, expecting a dream to confirm a dream; she had been oblivious of the truth that the lane went rushing just the same. It was now too late. The speed increased. She had waited, waited for nothing. The seller of dreams was a myth.

All his life he had realised that his senses brought to him merely a more or less interesting set of sham appearances; that space, as men measure it, was utterly misleading; that time, as the clock ticked it in a succession of minutes, was arbitrary nonsense; and, in fact, that all his sensory perceptions were but a clumsy representation of real things behind the curtain—things he was for ever trying to get at, and that sometimes he actually did get at.

It is the same with all the emotions," he said. "The experiences of others never give a complete account. Until a man has deliberately turned and faced for himself the fiends that chase him down the years, he has no knowledge of what they really are, or of what they can do.

It is, of course, extremely interesting to look back across the years questioningly, wonderingly, objectively, without detachments, though seeing "objectively" does not necessarily imply seeing truthfully.

This feeble attempt at self-deception only makes the truth harder when you're forced to meet it

And each, believing he was utterly and finally right, damned with equally positive conviction the rest of the world.

I searched everywhere for a proof of reality, when all the while I understood quite well that the standard of reality had changed

It is not necessary to light a candle to the sun.

No matter how many times you stir up a steaming pile of crap, it's still just a steaming pile of crap.

Mind the time when you would be lying before your family members, and there would be no physician to stop it (death), and no friend to benefit you.

One who offers (suggests) what he doesn't know, will be under the curse of the angels of the heavens and the earth.