When you're caught up in the storm or you know just the turmoil of...
I hate newspapermen. They come into camp and pick up their camp rumors and...
What is truth? said jesting Pilate and would not stay for an answer.
Memory is a complicated thing a relative to truth but not its twin.
The color of truth is gray.
We were talking about the space between us all and the people who hide...
Intense feeling too often obscures the truth.
The only way into truth is through one's own annihilation through dwelling a...
Representation of the world like the world itself is the work of men they...
The key to wisdom is this - constant and frequent questioning for by...
Do you realize if it weren't for Edison we'd be watching TV by candlelight?
