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"Tis strange - but true for truth is always strange Stranger than fiction."
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"Truth is so obscure in these times, and falsehood so established, that, unless we love the truth, we cannot know it."
"A false potential can dress itself up as attractive ideas."
"Truth does not sit in a cave and hide like a lie. It wanders around proudly and roars loudly like a lion."
"The truth may be puzzling. It may take some work to grapple with. It may be counterintuitive. It may contradict deeply held prejudices. It may not be consonant with what we desperately want to be true. But our preferences do not determine what's true."
"When I was a child, I thought grown-ups and teachers knew the truth, because they told me they did. It took years for me to discover that the first step in finding out the truth is to begin unlearning almost everything adults had taught me, and to start doing all the things they'd told me NOT to do. Their main pitch was that achievement equaled happiness, when all you had to do was study rock stars, or movie stars, or them, to see that they were mostly miserable. They were all running around in mazes like everyone else."
"The only sentence that begins with 'I' that's true of me is I'm full of shit."
"Truth is hard-hearted and unrelenting, too clear, precise; a lie is much more imaginative."
"Truth will keep on telling the truthLies will lie to be more uncouthNo more rainbow after the stormNowhere to escape leaving the norm."
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"Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life."
"My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then."
"For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear."
"I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all."
"To withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all."
"A mighty mass of brick and smoke and shipping Dirty and dusty but as wide as eye Could reach with here and there a sail just skipping In sight then lost amidst the forestry Of masts a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy A huge dun cupola like a fools-cap crown On a fool's head - and there is London Town."
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