Quotes About Truth

Some folks never exaggerate — they just remember big.

Bread of deceit is sweet to a man; but afterwards his mouth shall be filled with gravel.

I said in my haste, All men are liars.

Not of the letter, but of the spirit: for the letter killeth, but the spirit giveth life.

Open ye the gates, that the righteous nation which keepeth the truth may enter in.Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee.

God shall smite thee, thou whited wall.

Daniel had convicted them of false witness by their own mouth.

Great is Truth, and mighty above all things.

Have I not written to thee excellent things in counsels and knowledge,That I might make thee know the certainty of the words of truth; that thou mightest answer the words of truth to them that send unto thee?

Profess not the knowledge… that thou hast not.A stubborn heart shall fare evil at the last.

The Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us… full of grace and truth.

Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever, is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, let your mind dwell on these things.

You can fool some of the people some of the time, but you can't fool mom.

The hour cometh, and now is, when the true worshippers shall worship the Father in spirit and in truth.

Wind over lake: the image of Inner Truth.

When it comes to skiing, there's a difference between what you think it's going to be like, what it's really like, and what you tell your friends it was like.

Lying lips are abomination to the Lord.

If the slayer thinks he slays,If the slain thinks he is slain,Both these do not understand:He slays not, is not slain.

Should a wise man utter vain knowledge, and fill his belly with the east wind?

Be sure your sin will find you out.

Let love be without dissimulation.

The drunk mind speaks the sober heart.

How do we know that the sky is not green and we are all colour-blind?

The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?