Quotes About Truth

Quand la vérité est remplacée par le silence, le silence est un mensonge

Don't forget that we lawyers, we're a higher breed of intellect, and so it's our privilege to lie. It's as clear as day. Animals can't even imagine lying: if you were to find yourself among some wild islanders, they too would only speak the truth until they learned about European culture.

You don't look normal, dear. You look sick. Because sick and not normal are the same thing. You're destroying yourself, and no one is going to tell you that - no one.

Cruel', O'Kelly laughed, 'it's cruel to tell children the truth. If anything convinces me of God's mercy, then it's his gift of making us unable to lie.

The multiplication table is more wise and more absolute than the ancient god, for the multiplication table never (do you understand—never) makes mistakes! There are no more fortunate and happy people than those who live according to the correct, eternal laws of the multiplication table. No hesitation! No errors! There is but one truth, and there is but one path to it; and that truth is: four, and that path is: two times two.

Gün ?????. Anlatt?klar?m?n, düÅŸündüklerimin hiçbiri yitip gitmedi; sadece gün ?????yla örtüldü. T?pk? nesnelerin geceleri yitip gitmemesi, sadece karanl?kla örtülmesi gibi...

DüÅŸünen, görüÅŸ sahibi bir yarat???n düzensizlikler, bilinmezler, X'ler aras?nda yaÅŸamas? doÄŸaya ayk?r?d?r: Gözlerinizi baÄŸlad?klar?n? ve yürümeye, hem de hemen birkaç ad?m ötede uçurumun kenar?n?n bulunduÄŸunu bildiÄŸiniz halde el yordam?yla yürümeye zorlad?klar?n? farz edin.

But, to begin with, I am incapable of jokes, for every joke contains a lie as an implicit function.

Bilgi de neymiÅŸ! Bilgi dediÄŸin korkakl?kt?r. Ne derseniz deyin, doÄŸrusu bu. Siz sonsuzluÄŸu bir duvarla s?n?rlamaya çal???yorsunuz, duvar?n arkas?na bakmaya ise korkuyorsunuz.

I simply can't make jokes - the default value of every joke is a lie.

Truth is one, and the true path is one. And that truth is two times two and that true path is four.

From my own experience I know that the cruelest thing is to make a person doubt his own reality...

The ancient God created the old man, capable of erring—hence he erred himself.

knowledge, absolutely sure of its infallibility, is faith

The world is kept alive only by heretics: the heretic Christ, the heretic Copernicus, the heretic Tolstoy. Our symbol of faith is heresy. ("Tomorrow")

Truth never dies, but lives a wretched life.

When the dead departed, they took away any falsehoods that they might have allowed us to believe while alive; we who are left behind have to embark on a different life, since the dead are no longer here to help us deceive ourselves.

Not knowing is okay, he had once said, but pretending to know is not.

Who among us dares to assert that our memories are not tainted by time, sweetest poison and bitterest antidote, untrustworthy ally, and reliable annihilator?

Unsent letters carry a kind of cruelty. A letter is written as a space shared by two people; by not sending it, its writer claims the power to include and exclude the recipient simultaneously. Out of cowardice or control an act is performed in the name of caring or discretion. Unsent letters should never be written. But what difference is there between an unsent and an unwritten letter? The truth is already there. Self-imposed silence speaks, too, though not to communicate but to punish.

Our life, we realize, is not as happy as we have been taught to think.

They'll live their lives in their ignorance, but not I. Why do I read books if not to live up to principles that are worth striving for?

Who can say to love doesn't also mean to disappoint and to deceive? I said.

I cannot give without questioning my motives. Does giving have to do with generosity, or with the selfish comfort it brings? The self-deception it offers, when the truth is one has little, or nothing, to give? If one keeps giving, will one be good enough to be loved one day?