Never tell a lie when you can tell the truth.
Every religion lies. Every moral precept is a delusion. Even the stars are a mirage. The truth is darkness, and the only thing that matters is making a statement before one enters it. Cutting the skin of the world and leaving a scar. That’s all history is, after all: scar tissue.
There are few reasons for telling the truth, but for lying the number is infinite.
No matter how hard we try to ignore it, the mind always knows truth and wants clarity.
Maybe love was superstition, a prayer we said to keep the truth of loneliness at bay.
Truth is always in harmony with herself, and is not concerned chiefly to reveal the justice that may consist with wrong-doing.
Truth hath no confines.
There is no greatness there where simplicity, goodness, and truth are absent.[И нет величия там, где нет простоты, добра и правды.]
The city’s more beautiful at night, you know: the people of the night always tell the truth.
Lies are comforting. Truth is painful.
If you confront anyone who has lied with the truth, they usually admit it – often out of sheer surprise. It is only necessary to guess right to produce your effect.
Friendship at first sight as of love at first sight: it is the only true one, the only noble one.
