Quotes About Truth

Description is a story well told already; experience offers truth.

From what you didn't say, lies that you did say.

Nature is an outcry, unpolished truth; the art—a euphemism—tamed wilderness.

Nothing is inanimate; what is the rest is our interpretation.

Truth is hard-hearted and unrelenting, too clear, precise; a lie is much more imaginative.

What we call life is only talk of nature.

Whatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you.

they will later reveal truth after history has digested the lie.

Our job as writers, as we begin that journey, is to figure out what we can do. Only do what you can do. It's a rule I live by. Among other things, it means I can have novels heavier with dialogue than description. But more important, if you only do what you can do, you never have to worry that someone else is doing it. It keeps you from competing. It keeps you looking inside for what's true rather than outside for what's popular. Ideally. Your writing is your fingerprint.

What does a man do with an ugly truth? Will it fester? Will it fade?

No one fools anyone much, except himself," said Jacob to himself. "How do I fool myself?

You see, I am good at filling in blanks, at seeing meaning where there may have been none at all. In this way I get very close to the truth. Or closer still to illusion.

The truth is you can have a great marriage, but there are still no guarantees.

My beloved daughter, Oryanna Elizabeth Davis (Elizabeth is my mother's name) was born on November 11, 2001 while I was serving yet another sentence of three and a half years in federal prison for something I did not do and could not have done, even if I had wanted to. And the judge, prosecutor, my probation officer, and the arresting Secret Service officers all knew it.

I fathered a child, my first one, during those sixty days that I was a "free" man. My beloved daughter, Oryanna Elizabeth Davis (Elizabeth is my mother's name) was born on November 11, 2001 while I was serving yet another sentence of three and a half years in federal prison for something I did not do and could not have done, even if I had wanted to. And the judge, prosecutor, my probation officer, and the arresting Secret Service officers all knew it.

In truth we know nothing, for truth lies in the depth.

By convention there is color, by convention sweetness, by convention bitterness, but in reality there are atoms and space.

Nothing exists except atoms and empty space;everything else is opinion.

The Truth is in the Depths

The easiest thing of all is to deceive one's self for what a man wishes he generally believes to be true.

The fact speak for themselves.

What we have in us of the image of God is the love of truth and justice.

Nothing is easier than self-deceit. For what every man wishes, that he also believes to be true.

Nothing is easier than self-deceit. For what each man wishes, that he also believes to be true.