Quotes About Truth

I'd given him bits and pieces of my peculiar life, but colored softer and funnier than they had been. I'd painted my dad as Don Quixote in a semi, on a quest for philosophical truths and the best cup of coffee in the nation.

Shut your trap, button your lip, can it. All that crap you hear on TV about communication and expressing feelings is a lie.

The false innocence you render for them by censoring truth protects only you.

Picasso. He whispers like a priest. Picasso. Who saw the truth. Who painted the truth, moulded it, ripped from the earth with two angry hands.

Sisters, drop everything. Walk away from the lake, leaning on each other's shoulders when you need the support. Feel the contradictions of another truth ready to be born: shame turned inside out is rage.

When you're alive, people can hurt you. It's easier to crawl into a bone cage or snowdrift of confusion. It's easier to lock everybody out. But it's a lie.

I can't believe we have to keep playacting until I graduate. It's a shame we can't just admit that we have failed family living, sell the house, split up the money, and get on with our lives.

I learned then that words had such power some must never be spoken and was thus robbed of both tongue and the truth.

It is easier not to say anything. Shut your trap, button your lip, can it. All that crap you hear on TV about communication and expressing feelings is a lie. Nobody really wants to hear what you have to say.

Censorship is the child of fear and the father of ignorance. Our children cannot afford to have the truth of the world withheld from them. They need us to be brave enough to give them great books so they can learn how to grow up into the men and women we want them to be.

face my truth This is not a resting bitch face This is a touch-me-and-die face

THE MAN THAT SAYS SLAVES BE QUITE HAPPY IN SLAVERY—THAT THEY DON'T WANT TO BE FREE—THAT MAN IS EITHER IGNORANT OR A LYING PERSON. —MARY PRINCE, BORN 1778, THE FIRST WOMAN TO WRITE ABOUT HER LIFE IN SLAVERY

We're all afraid to talk about what stares at us from the dark.

And that's the problem. When you're alive, people can hurt you. It's easier to crawl into a bone cage or a snowdrift of confusion. It's easier to lock everybody out. But it's a lie.

Laurie Halse Anderson

IT happened. There is no avoiding it, no forgetting it. No running away, or flying, or burying, or hiding.

Madam, there is no treachery in the truth. There may be pain, but to face honestly all possible conclusions formed by a set of facts is the noblest route possible for a human being." Holmes could be surprisingly empathetic at times

You think the knife was used, cleaned, then scraped through the blood on the floor?" Lestrade asked. "Evidently." "Why do that?" "Chief Inspector, I try to form my hypotheses upon data, rather than shape the data to match my wishes." And

Madam, there is no treachery in the truth. There may be pain, but to face honestly all possible conclusions formed by a set of facts is the noblest route possible for a human being." Holmes could be surprisingly empathetic at times, and his words now had a gentling effect on the lady.

Madam, there is no treachery in the truth. There may be pain, but to face honestly all possible conclusions formed by a set of facts is the noblest route possible for a human being.

The response to a festering sore was not to extol its virtues, but to lance the thing and let the poison bleed out.

since people who "discovered" bodies in odd places were often the people who had put them there in the first place.

And I won't deny your neighbors will take you more seriously if you tell them you've written a novel. (Of course if that's the main concern, just go and tell them. You don't have to write anything. Just lie a little. Don't worry—they won't beg to read the manuscript.)

Being dead means never having to do anything sneaky.