There are very few human beings who receive the truth complete and staggering by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment on a small scale by successive developments cellularly like a laborious mosaic.

There are various eyes. Even the Sphinx has eyes: and as a result there are various truths and as a result there is no truth.

Nothing is beautiful only man: on this piece of naivete rests all aesthetics it is the first truth of aesthetics. Let us immediately add its second: nothing is ugly but degenerate man - the domain of aesthetic judgment is therewith defined.

Truth stands even if there be no public support. It is self-sustained.

Truth is mighty and will prevail. There is nothing wrong with this except that it ain't so.

There are only two people who can tell you the truth about yourself - an enemy who has lost his temper and a friend who loves you dearly.

I preach there are all kinds of truth your truth and somebody else's. But behind all of them there is only one truth and that is that there's no truth.

Gossip needn't be false to be evil - there's a lot of truth that shouldn't be passed around.

There is no greatness where there is no simplicity goodness and truth.

There are some people so addicted to exaggeration that they can't tell the truth without lying.