How was she created? I'm not sure if you realize this, but it was in God's image. How can anybody dare to speak ill of something which bears such a noble imprint?
In the essence of truth lies deceit.
Civilization is a myth. That is the truth this world has taught us. We have not risen above our baser instincts... That is what always has and always will drive us.
An overwhelming amount of truths. One can go mad if they don’t have their own.
The truth is not distorted here, but rather a distortion is used to get at truth.
All stories have a curious and even dangerous power. They are manifestations of truth - - yours and mine. And truth is all at once the most wonderful yet terrifying thing in the world, which makes it...
Time has always been the greatest ally to Truth, because Time eventually relieves and reveals all.
Truth and facts are woven together. However, sometimes facts can blind you from seeing what is actually going on in someone's life.
Truth is so obscure in these times, and falsehood so established, that, unless we love the truth, we cannot know it.
Convictions are more dangerous foes of truth than lies.
I have always thought that all philosophical debates are ultimately between the partisans of structure and the partisans of goo.
The Purpose of Philosophy is to fall in Love. To strip the world of all its clothes, and fall in Love with it as it stands before you completely naked.
It's harder to make the glass than break the glass.
If being is many, it must be both like and unlike, and this is impossible, for neither can the like be unlike, nor the unlike like.
Life is an essay you yourself have to write, start to finish.
The ultimate goal of humanity is knowledge.
Faith in the possibilities of continued and rigorous inquiry does not limit access to truth to any channel or scheme of things. It does not first say that truth is universal and then add there is but...
His own life suddenly seemed repellently formal. Whom did he know or what did he know and whom did he love? Sitting on the stump under the burden of his father's death and even the mortality inherent...
Before this moment, I have never wished to be something other than what I am. Never felt so keenly the lack of hands with which to touch, the lack of arms with which to hold. Why did they give me this...
We feel most alive when we are closest to death.
To be alone is to be different, to be different is to be alone.
Never knock on death's door. Ring the doorbell then run. He totally hates that. - T - shirt
Somewhere along the way we all go a bit mad. So burn, let go and dive into the horror, because maybe it's the chaos which helps us find where we belong.
Somehow, we'll find it. The balance between whom we wish to be and whom we need to be. But for now, we simply have to be satisfied with who we are.
Envy is ignorance, Imitation is Suicide.
When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.
If you would create something, you must be something.
Sometimes problems don't require a solution to solve them
The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness.
Life is like an onion; you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
It isn't even good grammar. What the hell does it mean when they disappear somebody?
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....