Quotes About Truth

But deep this truth impress'd my mind: Thro' all His works abroad, The heart benevolent and kind The most resembles God.

to put forth my final words on this subject...there is no dilemma, there is no problem...unless you, the believer...create the problem yourself by adopting a set of beliefs that puts you at odds with the ongoing labor of science and discovery.  I am not telling you here that god does

You don't have to explain something you didn't say.

The great gulf between the story told by the young reporters and the story that military people knew as their truth may be the reason that, almost a half century later, the Vietnam War remains the source of a cultural rift in America. Today a small but growing group of writers is looking back and finding a different story than the one told by many reporters of the day.

It was also he who said of Day, "He is, by nature, incapable of allowing injustice to go unchallenged.

A: Funny about my mother. All my life, from the time I was just a little kid, I thought of her as a sad person. I mean, the way some people are tall or fat or skinny. My father always seemed the stronger one. As if he was a bright color and she was a faded color. I know it sounds crazy. T: Not at all. A: But later, when I learned the truth about our lives, I found she was still sad. But strong, too. Not faded at all. It wasn't sadness so much as fear--the Never Knows.

I wonder if it's a special sin to lie to a nun

I don't laugh very much, he said, realizing the truth of the statement as he made it, this sudden bit of knowledge disturbing him.

People often die from love, and this is a secret we all keep, even from ourselves.

She said, "Oh, Studly." I could see her smile. "The law is not about justice. You know that.

I asked people about you, and those people said if you were looking for a guy, then you probably found him. I just can't figure why you won't come clean." "Maybe they're wrong." He nodded. "Could be." "But maybe I just don't like being muscled, so I'm being petulant.

Stemms sniffed the air loudly, like a dog catching a scent. "I'm smelling bullshit." Harvey spoke again, voice mellow and calm, like a jazz man at two in the morning. "Relax, Jesse. What does she look like? Describe her.

Scott felt uncomfortable, but managed a nod. Most of what Hess told the chief was lies. "Thank you." "I'll

She didn't say anything for a time, and then she said, "Well, in this case the powers that be are probably right." I nodded, but she probably couldn't see it. "I don't believe Truly had a secret agreement with Teddy Martin. Green fabricated that, just as he fabricated the business about Pritzik and Richards.

I gave it to him from the beginning. I had told it so many times to so many cops I thought about making mimeographed copies and handing them out. When I told the part about Nobu Ishida, Jack Ellis said, "Holy shit.

The first victim of war is the truth.

Democracy and morality are simply not synonymous

I know this: if life is illusion, then I am no less an illusion, and being thus, the illusion is real to me. I live, I burn with life, I love, I slay, and am content.

Every time we turn our heads the other way when we see the law flouted, when we tolerate what we know to be wrong, when we close our eyes and ears to the corrupt because we are too busy or too frightened, when we fail to speak up and speak out, we strike a blow against freedom and decency and justice.

Fear not the path of Truth for the lack of People walking on it.

there is therefore now no condemnation for two reasons: you are dead now; and God, as the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world, has been dead all along. The blame game was over before it started. It really was. All Jesus did was announce that truth and tell you it would make you free. It was admittedly a dangerous thing to do. You are a menace. Be he did it; and therefore, menace or not, here you stand: uncondemned, forever, now. What are you going to do with your freedom?

With Jesus, however, the device of parabolic utterance is used not to explain things to people's satisfaction but to call attention to the unsatisfactoriness of all their previous explanations and understandings.

People believed what made them comfortable. What fit with their preconceptions of how the world worked.

No one believes what they're told. They believe what they uncover. What they dig up on their own. And the harder it is to find, the more they believe it when they do find it.