Quotes About Truth

If the book and my brain are both the work of the same Infinite God, whose fault is it that the book and the brain do not agree?

Robert G. Schwartz

But the lies she told were woven into the fabric of her being, her life; so that to live with her and love her was to become slowly enmeshed by them, to wrestle her for the truth, to struggle to maintain foothold on reality.

He was not a man who told himself comfortable lies.

In a way, an explanation had never been the point. She had simply liked being the only one who wanted to find out the truth.

He was well aware that he hadn't told Polworth the whole truth about his relationship with Robin Ellacott, which, after all, was nobody else's business. The truth was that his feelings contained nuances and complications that he preferred not to examine. For instance, he had a tendency, when alone, bored, or low-spirited, to want to hear her voice.

People liked to talk; there were very few exceptions, the question was how you made them do it. Some were amenable to alcohol; others liked a spotlight; and then there were those who merely needed proximity to another conscious human being. A subsection of humanity would become loquacious only on one favorite subject; it might be their own innocence, or somebody else's guilt.

However, Strike knew that the truly deluded would happily discount such trivialities as DNA evidence, citing contamination, or conspiracy. They saw what they wanted to see, blind to inconvenient, implacable truth.

The idea of suggesting that Strike stop lying to the women in his life occurred only to be dismissed, on the basis that the resolutions to stop smoking, lose weight and exercise were enough personal improvement to be getting on with.

Strike teringat kata Adler, "Kebohongan tidak akan masuk akal, kecuali kebenaran mengandung bahaya yang setara.

Nevertheless, there was a kind of relief in admitting the painful truth: she cared deeply for her partner.

We don't love each other; we love the idea we have of each other.

He just saw her for what she was. She was no good. Some women,' she said, her chest heaving beneath the shapeless raincoat, 'aren't.

So I've been forced to the conclusion," said Strike, "that the Bombyx Mori everyone's read is a different book to the Bombyx Mori Owen Quine wrote.

Her insistence on the smooth passing of counterfeit social coin from hand to hand, while uncomfortable truths were ignored and denied, wore him out.

Robert Galbraith

abduct Peggy Hiskett, he wasn't the Essex Butcher,

but I've never been much for faking feelings or maintaining polite fictions to suit public celebrations.

All well bred persons lie—Besides, you are a woman; you must never speak what you think… William Congreve, Love for Love Strike's

It was far from the first time he'd encountered the tendency to believe the dead would have wanted whatever was most convenient to the living.

He loved his aunt, who'd raised him for significant chunks of his childhood, but extended periods in her company made him feel stifled and suffocated. Her insistence on the smooth passing of counterfeit social coin from hand to hand, while uncomfortable truths were ignored and denied, wore him out.

I'm living for giving the devil his due51

Thanks, anyway,' she said, and he had the feeling that he had disappointed her, that she'd hoped he would make her a promise of the truth, that he would swear upon his honor to do what everyone else had failed to do.

there was no romantic whisper of quiet woods or secret garden about them . . .