Man's mind is so formed that it is far more susceptible to falsehood than to truth.

A lot of truth is said in jest.

The truth is you don't know what is going to happen tomorrow. Life is a crazy ride, and nothing is guaranteed.

What is truth? Truth doesn't really exist. Who is going to judge whether my experience of an incident is more valid than yours? No one can be trusted to be the judge of that.

Maybe I don't believe things myself, as well. Truth is such a transient thing.

Fiction reveals truth that reality obscures.

Every mind must make its choice between truth and repose. It cannot have both.

Truth is beautiful, without doubt; but so are lies.

Truth is handsomer than the affectation of love. Your goodness must have some edge to it, else it is none.

Truth is the property of no individual but is the treasure of all men.

The truth of the matter is, you lose a parent to murder when you're 10 years old, and in fact at the time of the murder you hate your lost parent, my mother in my case.

I am conservative by temperament. I disapprove of criminal activity. I am very solidly and markedly on the side of authority. The truth is I would rather err on the side of too much authority than too little.

There must be possible a fiction which, leaving sociology and case histories to the scientists, can arrive at the truth about the human condition, here and now, with all the bright magic of the fairy tale.

To what greater inspiration and counsel can we turn than to the imperishable truth to be found in this treasure house, the Bible?

Falsehood is easy, truth so difficult.