truths

There is great worth in holding universal truths and timelessly beautiful words in your heart, which will stay there forever, infusing your thoughts and speech_

...I gave you painted air - tears I couldn't weep - truths I couldn't speak - all the words that caught in my throat...

There are things known__hings experienced, felt, and understood__hat words hold no power to convey. Attempting to do so only dilutes their substance and does them injustice.

In the lie of truth lies the truth.

My past conduct was so transparent and so honest that when my enemies spread rumours about me nobody believed them.

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

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

The world is a classroom - life is the teacher and the subjects are learned everyday from the successes, failures, changes, twists, turns, surprises and contradictions - some brought about through choices and others pre-ordained by destiny.

I am part of everyone I ever dated on OK Cupid.

Why does everyone think a guy who prefers love to people is missing something in his life?

Love is the bee that carries the pollen from one heart to another.

The only dream worth having, I told her, is to dream that you will live while you're alive and die only when you're dead.

Most people have to get to a point where they don't have a choice before they'll change something.

The difference between a truth and a lie is determined when one chose to accept the other.

A society where everyone is following his own unique path has a much better chance to find the truth than the society where everyone is following some known cliché paths!

I want to weep too, not for me but for us all--for rich or poor, educated or illiterate, here we are finally reduced to a sameness in this sisterhood of deprivation.

To embellish reality with makeup, with silk and royal purple, isn__ that what we all should be doing? Beneath the life we live every day the silk and the purple are hiding, waiting for us. A person just has to dare to throw off his everyday clothes, to rip them off and to put on the silk and purple that exist, I know it. But we__e the ones who cover them up. Out of boredom, indifference, fear. Mostly fear. So right from the first moment I met you, my lies were always the truth: in telling them I unveiled the world for you____he hidden world, the true world. You were really the one who lied. You wanted everything to remain untouched, paradise to be paradise, and me angel. But you made a fatal mistake: you never believed me. You never understood why I lied, that through my lies I was giving you a unique gift: the truth. You always tried to control me____ut of love, of course. But is there any word more ambiguous than the word __ove_?

Outbreaks of unvarnished truths in the backyard of our true self can be very precious and inspiring, even though we might inconsistently be tempted to give in to the exhilarating perfume of fables and fairy tales or to flattering praise and fiction. ("The day the mirror was talking back")