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"Macy: "In Truth, I said, "there are no rules other than you have to tell the truth.Wes: "How do you win? he askedMacy: "That, I said, "is such a boy question."
"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."
"Because you're not what I would have you be, I blind myself to who, in truth, you are."
"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."
Explore more quotes by Emily Dickinson
"Wild Nights " Wild Nights!Were I with theeWild Nights should beOur luxury!Futile " the winds "To a heart in port "Done with the compass "Done with the chart!Rowing in Eden "Ah, the sea!Might I moor " Tonight "In thee!"
"There is a pain " so utter " It swallows substance up " Then covers the Abyss with Trance " So Memory can step Around " across " opon it " As one within a Swoon " Goes safely " where an open eye " Would drop Him " Bone by Bone."
"Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality."
"A precious, mouldering pleasure 't is To meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore; A privilege, I think."
"'Hope' is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without words And never stops - at all."
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