Pretty much all
the honest truth-telling there is in the world is done by children.
Be tru to your work, your word, and your friends.
When I tell the truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it,
but for the sake of defending those who do.
When your friends betray you, sometimes the only people you can trust are strangers.
Once a profound truth has been seen, it cannot be 'unseen'. There's no 'going back' to the
person you were. Even if such a possibility did exist. . . why would you want to?
It's partly true too, but it isn't all true. People always think something's all true.
He is the very soul of truth and honor. Disloyalty would be as impossible to him as
deception. But even men of the noblest possible moral character are extremely susceptible to the
influence of the physical charms of others.
From the moment I saw you, I distrusted you. I felt that you were false and deceitful.
I am never deceived in such matters. My first impressions of people are invariably right.
The truth that survives is simply the lie that is pleasantest to believe.
Never tell the truth to people who are not worthy of it.
Cynicism is an unpleasant way of saying the truth.
I will tell you plainly all that I have seen. I shall not try to comfort you: What is
the use, since comfort could lie only in what is not true? The truth is always best.
Some people will believe anything if you whisper it to them.
The truth is rarely pure and never simple. Modern life would be very tedious if it were
either, and modern literature a complete impossibility!
The key is to get to know people and trust them to be who they are. Instead, we trust
people to be who we want them to be - and when they're not, we cry.
Somethings are true whether you believe in them or not.
Much truth is said in jest.
I never did give anyone hell. I just told the truth and they thought it was hell.
It is hard to believe that a man is telling the truth when you know that you would lie if
you were in his place.
Life can be easy, but not always fair. Don't tell me truth hurts, little girl, 'cause it
hurts like hell.
Put your trust in the inexhaustible character of murmur.
That was Ender's life, unpeeling the onion of truth. Only unlike most of us, he knew that
there was no golden kernel inside. There were only the layers of illusion and misunderstanding.
What mattered was to know all the errors, all the self-serving explanations, all the mistakes,
all the twisted observations, and then, not to find, but to make a kernel of truth. To light a
candle of truth where there was no truth to be found. That was Ender's gift to us, to free us
from the illusion that any one explanation will ever contain the final answer for all time, for
all hearers. There is always, always more to learn.
The fact that someone says something doesn't mean it's true. Doesn't mean they're lying,
but it doesn't mean it's true.
I'd rather be mad with the truth than sane with lies.
That certainly seems a satisfactory explanation, does it not?
Yes, dear, if you can believe him.
I don't. But that does not affect the wonderful beauty of his answer.
To know the truth of the world is to hate it, fear it. I live to die and yet I die to
truely live. . . or is that love?
Why did she always have to tell the truth? I should have told her, certain people should
always be lied to.
You know the mistrust of heights is the mistrust of self, you don't know whether you're
going to jump.
Save your poet's sympathy and find some better believer. Just because a poet said
something didn't mean it was true, only that sounded good.
Never assume the obvious is true.
A little truth helps the lie go down.
All truths are not to be told.
You come, you go. You promise one thing, but do something else. So why should I believe
you?
A truth is to be known always, to be uttered sometimes.
An exaggeration is a truth that has lost its temper.
Nagging is the repetition of unpalatable truths.
There is something about "truth," about the search for truth; and when a human being
is too human about it - "il ne cherche le vrai que pour faire le bien" (He seeks the true only
to do good) - I bet he finds nothing.
It is no more than a moral prejudice that the truth is worth more than mere appearance.
