The truth may be out there but lies are inside your head.
There are only two things. Truth and lies. Truth is indivisible hence it cannot recognize itself anyone who wants to recognize it has to be a lie.
There is nothing so agonizing to the fine skin of vanity as the application of a rough truth.
There are certain persons for whom pure Truth is a poison.
There is something wonderful in seeing a wrong-headed majority assailed by truth.
There are new words now that excuse everybody. Give me the good old days of heroes and villains the people you can bravo or hiss. There was a truth to them that all the slick credulity of today cannot touch.
There are few things in which we deceive ourselves more than in the esteem we profess to entertain for our firends. It is little better than a piece of quackery. The truth is we think of them as we please that is as they please or displease us.
I've been & am absurdly over-estimated. There are no supermen & I'm quite ordinary & will say so whatever the artistic results. In that point I'm one of the few people who tell the truth about myself.
There is no truth. There is only perception.
The truth is of course is that there is no journey. We are arriving and departing all at the same time.