I believe that ignorance is the root of all evil. And that no one knows the truth.

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.

We must never be afraid to go too far for truth lies beyond.

A writer should have this little voice inside of you saying Tell the truth. Reveal a few secrets here.

But now 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.

Defending the truth is not something one does out of a sense of duty or to allay guilt complexes but is a reward in itself.

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.

Every man has a right to utter what he thinks truth and every other man has a right to knock him down for it. Martyrdom is the test.