I'm sure all that you've heard is just the usual gossip, invented to injure feelings rather than illuminate truth.
hoped to prove that science and religion are two totally compatible fields—two different approaches to finding the same truth.
But a person can only keep reality - and anger - at bay for so long before the truth comes back again.
In Paris, everything's for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.
Devotion to the truth is the hallmark of morality; there is no greater, nobler, more heroic form of devotion than the act of a man who assumes the responsibility of thinking.
At the foundation of moral thinking lie beliefs in statements the truth of which no further reason can be given.
I think no artist can claim to have any access to the truth, or an authentic version of an event. But obviously they have slightly better means at their disposal because they have their art to energize whatever it is they're trying to write about. Th...
The truth is like salt. Men want to taste a little, but too much makes everyone sick.
There is a falling from the sky The sacred hoop is broken But different hands with different voice Hear the ancient songs And soon All men will see That truth and justice Must Prevail.
The secret is not to think, we think in words. And what lies beyond the reality we see is a truth that words can't contain, the secret is to feel.
A wise man once said the fact that everyone lies is a universal truth, the only variable is about what.
If someone tells you a lie, they're not telling you the truth, but they are telling you something. It just takes longer to figure out what.
The truth." Dumbledore sighed. "It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution.
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a man in possession of a warm house and a well-stocked fridge must be in want of a cat.
And unbidden, floating into consciousness came the truth of his utter wretchedness. Even the very earth seemed to cry out in pain. Hodburn Wood
Civilization has been an intermittent phenomenon; to this truth we have allowed ourselves to be blinded by the insolence of material success.
Occasionally, I don't invent something and I don't lie, sometimes there're moments when I just don't know the truth.
Words are the wellspring of the world, and language is the most powerful weapon in the ancient and still unfolding war between truth and lies.
I am no faint-heart when it comes to the unpleasant truth. Indeed I have always taken a bracing sort of pleasure in facing it.
I want to write a poem about "Truth," "Honor," "Dignity," and whether the toilet paper should roll over or under when you pull on it.
A strong and brave heart isn’t enough. A true heart, no matter how much the truth hurts, is the strongest of all.
