The greatest friend of truth is Time her greatest enemy is Prejudice and her constant companion is Humility.

Let a man get up and say Behold this is the truth and instantly I perceive a sandy cat filching a piece of fish in the background. Look you have forgotten the cat I say.

When you have eliminated the impossible whatever remains however improbable must be the truth.

As scarce as truth is the supply has always been in excess of the demand.

There is something wonderful in seeing a wrong-headed majority assailed by truth.

I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.

Fiction is a kind of compassion-generating machine that saves us from sloth. Is life kind or cruel? Yes Literature answers. Are people good or bad? You bet says Literature. But unlike other systems of knowing Literature declines to eradicate one truth in favor of another.

Anyone can tell the truth but only very few of us can make epigrams.

Myths and creeds are heroic struggles to comprehend the truth in the world.

A lie would have no sense unless the truth were felt dangerous.