How many truths pass wrecking through the Illusion of Life, but none of them is an absolute truth therefore the real truth!
The Kafka paradox: art depends on truth, but truth, being indivisable, cannot know itself: to tell the truth is to lie. thus the writer is the truth, and yet when he speaks he lies.
If you're a prosecutor, and you believe the defendant is guilty, you only talk about ultimate truth, but not intermediate truth. If you're the defense attorney, you care deeply about intermediate truth, but you tend to neglect ultimate truth.
There is no doubt fiction makes a better job of the truth.
I did what most writers do at their beginnings: emulated my elders, imitated my peers, thus turning away from any possibility of discovering truths beneath my skin and behind my eye.
What I like to wear, I do myself. I don't know how that sounds, but it's the truth. My life is so mixed with my profession that I don't know where I begin or my work ends.
The truth is like gold: keep it locked up and you will find it exactly as you first put it away.
The truth is that few know the truth.
Truth is mighty and will prevail.
The truth is what you live through while you're looking for the truth.
Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't.
In a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.
The truth is often a terrible weapon of aggression. It is possible to lie, and even to murder, with the truth.
Truth is born into this world only with pangs and tribulations, and every fresh truth is received unwillingly.
This is me telling the truth. It just so happens to be a very explosive truth.
The absolute truth is the thing that makes people laugh.
Eclecticism - every truth is so true that any truth must be false.
The act is truth. Nothing that was ever recorded is truth. Nothing that was ever said is truth. Only the act.
The sad truth is that excellence makes people nervous.
Dandyism is a lie which reveals the truth, and the truth is that we are what we pretend to be.
The truth is considered hatred by those who hate the truth.
