Truth

Truth stands, even if there is no public support; it is self-sustained.

Truth never damages a cause that is just.

Truth and non-violence are as old as the hills. All I have done is to try experiments in both on as vast a scale as I could.

To believe in something and not live it is dishonest.

Morality is the basis of things and truth is the substance of all morality.

Even if you are a minority of one, the truth is the truth.

Breach of promise is a base surrender of truth.

An error does not become truth by reason of multiplied propagation; nor does truth become error because nobody sees it.

Candor ends paranoia.

and nothing quite so least as truth —i say though hate were why men breathe— because my father lived his soul love is the whole and more than all

If ever I said, in grief or pride, I tired of honest things, I lied.

The matters I relate Are true lies. 3

Poetry is the supreme fiction, madame.

Most of the change we think we see in life Is due to truths being in and out of favor.

My temptation is quiet. Here at life’s end Neither loose imagination, Nor the mill of the mind Consuming its rag and bone, Can make the truth known.

Grant me an old man’s frenzy, Myself must I remake Till I am Timon and Lear Or that William Blake Who beat upon the wall Till Truth obeyed his call.

Though leaves are many, the root is one; Through all the lying days of my youth I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun; Now I may wither into the truth.

The woods of Arcady are dead, And over is their antique joy; Of old the world on dreaming fed; Gray Truth is now her painted toy.

Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.

And I honor the man who is willing to sink Half his present repute for the freedom to think, And, when he has thought, be his cause strong or weak, Will risk t’ other half for the freedom to speak.

Truth forever on the scaffold, Wrong forever on the throne— Yet that scaffold sways the future, and, behind the dim unknown, Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above his own.

Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side.

Truth that peeps Over the glasses’ edge when dinner’s done.

For to bear all naked truths, And to envisage circumstance, all calm, That is the top of sovereignty.