If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.
Never tell a lie when you can tell the truth.
I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.
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.
Plato is my friend — Aristotle is my friend — but my greatest friend is truth.
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.
Love truth, but pardon error.[Aime la vérité, mais pardonne à l’erreur.]
Lies are comforting. Truth is painful.
In the mountains of truth you never climb in vain. Either you already reach a higher point today, or you exercise your strength in order to be able to climb higher tomorrow.[Im Gebirge der Wahrheit kletterst du nie umsonst: entweder du kommst schon heute weiter hinauf oder du übst deine Kräfte, um morgen höher steigen zu können.]
Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth.
