What is sin? It is the glory of God not honored. The holiness of God not reverenced. The greatness of God not admired. The power of God not praised. The truth of God not sought. The wisdom of God not esteemed. The beauty of God not treasured. The goo...
Professor Lupin: Why do you look so miserable, Harry? Harry: None of it made any difference. Pettigrew escaped. Professor Lupin: Didn't make any difference? Harry, it made all the difference in the world! You helped discover the truth. You saved an i...
Hanbei Kitou: Who are you? You're no samurai. Koyata: So what? Do only samurai matter in this world? I thought samurai would be fun but you bore me. You're useless, even more useless in great numbers. Lord Naritsugu Matsudaira: [stabs him] This man s...
Sometimes by a woodland stream he watched the water rush over the pebbled bed, its tiny modulations of bounce and flow. A woman's body was like that. If you watched it carefully enough you could see how it moved to the rhythm of the world, the deep r...
I spoke to you all of the Wheel,” he said quietly. “The Wheel turns and unless we are alert an opportunity is snatched or taken, for us or against us. In a place, which you shall see, the Nine have preserved for centuries a truth—knowledge of a...
Truth may walk through the world unarmed.
Better suffer for the truth than proper in a falsehood.
It is better to suffer for truth than to prosper by falsehood.
Sooner or later the truth comes to light.
To deceive a diplomat speak the truth, he has no experience with it.
A little truth helps the lie go down.
A blushing lie is better than the pale truth.
A fable is a bridge which leads to truth.
He who loves the truth has many enemies.
Better a lie that heals than a truth that wounds.
Nothing tastes more bitter than the truth.
The living has a great hope, we have life to bounce back from any difficulty. The dead had no hope.
My dad has done a bit of research on our family tree, and we can trace it quite far back. My dad believes he has traced us back to being a great-great-great-great-great-great cousin of Wellington.
Rose leaned against the bathroom door. Here it was — her real life, the truth of who she was, barreling down on her like a bus with bad brakes. Here was the truth — she wasn’t the kind of person Jim could fall in love with. She wasn’t what sh...
Darkness is perhaps the only reality, the only truth, both of which have only one property; they are eternal. What we call light is a mere temporary absence of darkness, untruth, a mere temporary absence of truth. Vedas point to this absence by neti,...
A great artist is a great man in a great child.
