Best 66 quotes in «truth and lies quotes» category

A story is not always a lie," said Tristan. "Some stories are truer than truth." Truer than truth? That sounded like something liars made up to tell people who found them out.

A half-truth is even more dangerous than a lie. A lie, you can detect at some stage, but half a truth is sure to mislead you for long.

Believe no-one, doubt everything and remember, everyone lies". ~Prof. Nick Fennimore

All of us can lie but it is not a must that we should lie.

Don't lie to protect my feelings. I'd rather you speak the truth with love and respect. I'll be fine!

Even a thousand loud lies become powerless in front of one calm truth.

Even if he could not see them, several lifetimes of listening to emperors, kings, princes, politicians and thieves had taught him that it was often not what people said, but what they did not say that revealed the truth.

Every time somebody discovers truth he becomes a stone in society’s shoes

As usual, there was a story behind the story, and that is where the truth was hidden.

Doesn't matter if you speak either truth or a lie. People are too stubborn to listen only an expected/ pre-concluded/ conjectured answers from you, without having any second thought about the impetus and certitude of the person who speaks. Finally, a cessation that you are no more the same person which you were earlier.

Fuck a Girl in a Right intention is better' Than to love a girl in a wrong Intention......

Humankind doesn’t have a genuine intellectual memory. They don’t need the Truth. They don’t want to know the Truth.

Finally, I formulate and say a little prayer to God, and since we haven’t officially spoken since my mom and Elliott died that takes up quite a bit of my time. The rest of it I spend on trying to determine what I think love really is and what I actually feel for Tally Landon at this point. Upon deep reflection, I realize that I must be at the edge of life’s abyss. This is me. All there is left of me; and yet, I’m looking over and contemplating its meaning on whether to jump or stay. I’m not sure this feeling for Tally Landon is made up of love any more than it is of hate. This must be a kind of purgatory—the in-between place—because these pervasive feelings of rage and passion for Tally are equalized and actually co-mingle together—like fire and water—each ready to extinguish the other. I’ve come to accept the truth. There may be nothing left for us. It could go either way.

I don't want someone to believe my lies, I need someone to accept my truths.

False has many wings. Do not judge anything by its popularity.

Falsehood flies, and truth comes limping after it, so that when men come to be undeceived, it is too late; the jest is over, and the tale hath had its effect: like a man, who hath thought of a good repartee when the discourse is changed, or the company parted; or like a physician, who hath found out an infallible medicine, after the patient is dead.

I don’t care what you meant to do. I really don’t. I only care about what you actually do. That’s important. The rest of it is just a bunch of bull shit. --- Grace.

I don't mind being called a liar. I am. I am a marvelous liar. But I hate being called a liar when I´m telling the perfect truth.

If we sometimes lie and sometimes tell the truth, no one can be certain what they are hearing at any given time. Like yin and yang, truth and lies are inseparable, each containing a seed of the other, no words are ever entirely true or entirely untrue.

If there is the truth to be told to the young, is the truth of not to lie.

If you want to make a lie believable, you gotta weave it with the truth.” My brows furrow, confused by the comment. “What?” “Two truths and a lie, babe,” he says. “Makes the lie harder to pick up on.

If you tell me the truth, the truth I’ll proclaim. If you tell me a lie, you’ll be fair game.

It is so much more threatening to have something out of hand than to believe that at any moment I can stop (I started to say "This foolishness") any time I need to. When I wrote the previous letter, I had made up my mind I would show you how I could be very composed and cool and not need to ask you to listen to me nor to explain anything to me nor need any help. By telling you that all this about the multiple personalities was not really true but just put on, I could show, or so I thought, that I did not need you. Well, it would have been easier if it were put on. But the only ruse of which I'm guilty is to have pretended for so long before coming to you that nothing was wrong. Pretending that the personalities did not exist has now caused me to lose about two days. Three weeks later Sybil reaffirmed her belief in the existence of her other selves in a letter to Miss Updyke, the school nurse of undergraduate days.

I'm right and wrong, moral and immoral, good and bad, a hero and a villain, and I've been just as capable of truth as I have been lies.

[...] it was like all those things became true, just for an instant the world changed, just for a second it became made of Viola's voice and it wasn't describing a thing, it was making a thing, it was making us different just by saying it.

In general, if we leave out the atheistic fraction of world population that possesses no notable optimistic or positive Qualia of God, the majority of the human species possesses a beneficial Qualia of God enriched with blissful sentiments.

Look into the pool of water, Jack. That’s where the lies disappear. They can’t live in the water because water is transparent. That is where truth is revealed.

It's true not because it's beyond doubt, but because we believe it to be true. We make it true. We are safe as long as no one can disprove us

Mixture of lie doeth ever add pleasure.

It's better to be ignorant and live in bliss than know the truth and live in agony.

It’s a war of truths; everyone has his own truth, his own vision of the world. The truth with more firepower will win the day and reign supreme

One man's faith is considered idolatry by another

Objective truth is difficult to come by, and even if you have it, what you can pass on to the next person is the story that you tell about it. In order for truth to be recognized as true, it has to be wrapped in plausibility. Just the same as lies. ("Another Word: Plausibility and Truth

Nobody wants to be a part of your story. Everybody wants you to elaborate on their fantasies.

Please remember always... In a contest between the Truth and lies; Truth will always win. Truth is Eternal; and connected to Forever. Lies are merely temporal; illusionary and ephemeral.

Perception is reality to the one in the experience.

People would rather live in a community with unreasonable claims, than face loneliness with their truth

Restriction of knowledge creates ruthless beings.

Pudge/Colonel: "I am sorry that I have not talked to you before. I am not staying for graduation. I leave for Japan tomorrow morning. For a long time, I was mad at you. The way you cut me out of everything hurt me, and so I kept what I knew to myself. But then even after I wasn't mad anymore, I still didn't say anything, and I don't even really know why. Pudge had that kiss, I guess. And I had this secret. You've mostly figured this out, but the truth is that I saw her that night, I'd stayed up late with Lara and some people, and then I was falling asleep and I heard her crying outside my back window. It was like 3:15 that morning, maybe, amd I walked out there and saw her walking through the soccer field. I tried to talk to her, but she was in a hurry. She told me that her mother was dead eight years that day, and that she always put flowers on her mother's grave on the anniversary but she forgot that year. She was out there looking for flowers, but it was too early-too wintry. That's how I knew about January 10. I still have no idea whether it was suicide. She was so sad, and I didn't know what to say or do. I think she counted on me to be the one person who would always say and do the right things to help her, but I couldn"t. I just thought she was looking for flowers. I didn't know she was going to go. She was drunk just trashed drunk, and I really didn't think she would drive or anything. I thought she would just cry herself to sleep and then drive to visit her mom the next day or something. She walked away, and then I heard a car start. I don't know what I was thinking. So I let her go too. And I'm sorry. I know you loved her. It was hard not to." Takumi

Ruby knew then that a lie could only control a person if they believed it.

Sometimes we believe it is truth, not because it is truth but because it has been made truth by law or tradition. Some of those truths are nothing but dogmatized myths

Sometimes love is nothing more than a sticky web; illusions spun from clever minds and bitter hearts.

The best lies stay close to the truth.

Something tells me you were never a Girl Scout.

Telling the truth is less demanding than telling a lie.

The most lies we will ever tell in our lives will be to ourselves.

The odds of telling the truth may set you free when the odds of telling a lie are against you.

There are small truths and big truths, just as there are smal lies and big lies, and along those truths and lies run the questions that were never asked and those that were never answered.

The fact is that we have no way of knowing if the person who we think we are is at the core of our being. Are you a decent girl with the potential to someday become an evil monster, or are you an evil monster that thinks it's a decent girl?" "Wouldn't I know which one I was?" "Good God, no. The lies we tell other people are nothing to the lies we tell ourselves.

The sad part is you love her..... and she didn't love you back.