Quotes About Truth

What the people believe is true. Anishinabe

You can't wake a person who is pretending to be asleep. Navajo

Honesty is like an icicle; if once it melts that is the end of it

He who speaks the truth must have one foot in the stirrup.

When do I get to say whatever I wish?" "When it pains you not to," her mother had replied. "What if I'm too scared?" "All the more reason to speak your mind.

Don't be so timid! When you were a child, didn't you speak out the truth that the oldest ones kept secret? Well, you were right then. You must find the time of innocence in yourself again, because that was also the time of courage.

La route quelquefois s'agrémente de fables, comme le sommeil s'agrémente de songes, il faut savoir ouvrir les yeux à l'arrivée.

Peut-être faudra-t-il que quelqu'un ose leur apprendre à regarder la défaite dans les yeux, ose leur expliquer que pour se relever il faut d'abord admettre qu'on est à terre. Peut-être faudra-t-il que quelqu'un leur dise la vérité un jour.

is there a difference between being the midwife of truth, or the midwife of legends?

Hiçbir ÅŸeye ÅŸa??rma, hakikatin de insanlar?n da iki yüzü vard?r.

Hatte ich nicht hinter der Legende die Wahrheit gesucht? Als ich den Kern der Wahrheit erreicht zu haben glaubte, da war er Legende.

people always manage to 'prove' what they want to believe; they'd be just as well off if they tried to prove the opposite.

The truth is rarely buried; it is merely lying in wait behind veils of modesty, pain, or indifference; the one necessary prerequisite is a passionate desire to lift the veils.

Bir insan kendini anlat?rken tarafs?zl?k, ucu yalana ç?kan all? pullu bir yol deÄŸil midir?

Benim y?kanan kad?n?m sadece bir serap olsa da...GerçeÄŸin as?l yüzü o Façal? Surat olsa da...Bu serin gece ömrümün son gecesi olsa da...Bu ÅŸehirden nefret etmeyeceÄŸim.

Qu'une réalité soit imprécise, insaisissable et frustrante ne veut pas dire qu'elle n'existe pas

And justice lies in appearance, at least in this world, at least in the eyes of the multitude.

Hay mentiras de las que tienen más culpa los oídos que la boca.

Zaman müttefikimiz deÄŸil bizim, yarg?c?m?z.

Yet what use against the deceit of a state are the memories of a child?

It seems my life plagues a few people. They want to "know" how I got wherever they perceive I am. Why I would leave where they "thought" I was in the first place. But was I ever there, where they thunk? And where was they?

If we live all our lives under lies, it becomes difficult to see anything if it does not have anything to do with these lies. If it is, for example, true or, say, honest.

Why, then, in our ordinary experience do we feel so separate? This separateness, insists the mystic, is an illusion.

God, Beauty and Truth are synonymous. Take any one of the three paths and you will reach the goal.