Quotes About Truth

Nunca volveré a tener más dudas, pues esta verdad es tan cierta como la verdad de la tierra, y ambas concuerdan entre sí. Iremos a otros mundos , y sumaremos las distintas fracciones de la verdad hasta que el total se alce ante nosotros como la luz de un nuevo día.

Es verdad que, hace mucho tiempo, los bomberos apagaban incendios, en vez de provocarlos - No. Las casas han sido siempre a prueba de incendios. Puedes creerme. Te lo digo yo. - ¡Es extraño! Una vez, oí decir que hace muchísimo tiempo las casas se quemaban por accidente y hacían falta bomberos para apagar las llamas.

if you're a miserable sinner in one shape, you're a miserable sinner in another.

to gently lie and prove the lie true… everything is finally a promise… what seems a lie is a ramshackle need, wishing to be born…

Yet somehow we think we can grow, feeding on flowers and fireworks, without completing the cycle back to reality.

Si esconde usted su ignorancia, nadie le atacará y nunca llegará a aprender.

Vidite li sad, dakle zašto su knjige omražene i zašto ih se boje? One pokazuju pore na licu života. str. 85.

No necesitamos estar tranquilos. A veces debemos preocuparnos. ¿Desde cuándo no estás realmente preocupada? Preocupada por algo importante, algo verdadero.

they just run the answers at you, bing, bing, bing, and us sitting there for four more hours of film-teacher. That's not social to me at all. It's a lot of funnels and a lot of water poured down the spout and out the bottom, and them telling us it's wine when it's not.

Sou um dos inocentes que poderiam ter elevado a voz quando ninguém atentava para os culpados, mas não falei e, com isso, eu mesmo me tornei um dos culpados.

Si vous cachez votre ignorance, vous ne recevrez pas de coups et vous n'apprendrez rien.

La verità è che non abbiamo bisogno soltanto di tranquillità. Ogni tanto dobbiamo essere turbati, tanto per cambiare.

do you see why books are hated and feared? They show the pores in the face of life.

I learned that I was right and everyone else wrong when I was nine.

Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There is nothing magical in them, at all. The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us. Of

What a joke, Simon, life is. "From vanity we buy lenses that see all and so lose everything! "And by giving up some small bit-piece of so-called wisdom, reality, truth, we gain back an entirety of life! Who does not know this? Writers do! Intuited novels are far more 'true' than all your scribbled data-fact reportage in the history of the world!

And when a man talks from his heart, in his moment of truth, he speaks poetry.

Vivimos en una época en que las flores tratan de vivir de flores, en lugar de crecer gracias a la lluvia y al negro estiércol. Incluso los fuegos artificiales, pese a su belleza, proceden de la química de la tierra. Y, sin embargo, pensamos que podemos crecer, alimentándonos con flores y fuegos artificiales, sin completar el ciclo, de regreso a la realidad.

La dignidad de la verdad se pierde con demasiadas protestas.

You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you. For writing allows just the proper recipes of truth, life, reality as you are able to eat, drink, and digest without hyperventilating and

Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There is nothing magical in them at all. The magic is only in what books say. -Faber

the crisis is past and all is well, the sheep returns to the fold. We're all sheep who have strayed at times. Truth is truth, to the end of reckoning, we've cried. They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts, we've shouted to ourselves. 'Sweet food of sweetly uttered knowledge,' Sir Philip Sidney said. But on the other hand: 'Words are like leaves and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.

How long has it been since you wrote a story where your real love or your real hatred somehow got onto the paper? When was the last time you dared release a cherished prejudice so it slammed the page like a lightning bolt? What are the best things and the worst things in your life, and when are you going to get around to whispering or shouting them?

Now, look, since when did you think being good meant being happy?" "Since always." "Since now learn otherwise. Sometimes the man who looks happiest in town, with the biggest smile, is the one carrying the biggest load of sin. There are smiles and smiles; learn to tell the dark variety from the light. The seal-barker, the laugh-shouter, half the time he's covering up. He's had his fun and he's guilty. And men do love sin