Truth Quotes - Page 11

In order for your wit to be appreciated, the people around you need to be witty, too. In order for your lightness of being to be appreciated, those around you must be vibrating towards the same weightlessness. In order for your beauty to be appreciated, those around you must have eyes that see beauty. For your authenticity to be appreciated, those who see it must also be authentic. For your humility to be appreciated, those you are dealing with must first know humility in their hearts. You see, you have spent too much time trying to be appreciated by those who are not good enough to appreciate you. That's the truth. Those who are better than they, will see you for the beauty that you are.

Ponder now by thyself, how great fruit of wickedness the grain of evil seed had brought forth. And when the ears shall be cut down, which are without number, how great a floor shall they fill?

The real Muslim is the one who prefers speaking the truth even when it is ruinous to him over lying even when it benefits him, and who finds inner peace in doing so.

Let's love everyone without judging them, then we will find the heaven in earth.

Personal experience is the basis of all real literature.

As a human being, we have unlimited power and unlimited abilities, we just have to look for it.

Two people occupying the same air. Nothing else in common. Just oxygen.

Love is my only love and my eternal friend.

Live as if life is for loving and giving.

We can achieve even more than we could expect if we try to be less distracted by the fuss of life and concentrate more on developing some qualities or characteristic of our soul and character

Freedom begins in the mind of the individual. You'll never be able to do a particular thing if you don't navigate your thoughts positively. Complaining and neglecting to take action creates stagnation. Free your mind and the rest will follow.

Never underestimate the importance of tragedy in life. Don't fear it, make it the mirror of your life.

Turn your head away from the screen, my friend. It will tell you nothing more.

I shouldn't believe anything I say, if I were you-and that includes what I just told you.

I love you enough to tell you the truth whether you want to hear it or not, but what you do afterward is your choice alone.

Happiness is an inner perception, not a defined destination.

There are two paths of which one may choose in the walk of life; one we are born with, and the one we consciously blaze. One is naturally true, while the other is a perceptive illusion. Choose wisely at each fork in the road.

Memories of the past are what drive us, whether to a life of beauty or a life of insanity is up to us.

Not telling everything you know is not the same as telling a lie.

Sin, in its simplest definition, is the misuse or abuse of anything GOD created.

If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is - infinite.

What is true is already so. Owning up to it doesn't make it worse. Not being open about it doesn't make it go away. And because it's true, it is what is there to be interacted with. Anything untrue isn't there to be lived. People can stand what is true, for they are already enduring it.

I thought if I told no one it might not be true.

You can't get decent Mexican food in DC.

In the midst of life’s ups and down, beginnings and endings, let us live our life, let us be joyful, let us be happy.

A stagecoach passed by on the road and went on;And the road didn’t become more beautiful or even more ugly.That’s human action on the outside world.We take nothing away and we put nothing back, we pass by and we forget;And the sun is always punctual every day.(5/7/14)

I applied mine heart to know, and to search, and to seek out wisdom, And the reason of things, And to know the wickedness of folly, even of foolishness and madness: And I find more bitter than death, the woman, whose heart is snares and nets, and her hands as bands-

I saw that there is no Nature,That Nature doesn’t exist,That there are hills, valleys, plains,That there are trees, flowers, weeds,That there are rivers and stones,But there is not a whole these belong to,That a real and true wholenessIs a sickness of our ideas.

If we really are saying rap is an art form, then we got to be more responsible for our lyrics. If you see everybody dying because of what you saying, it don’t matter that you didn’t make them die, it just matters that you didn’t save them.

He wondered about himself (whether he was broken, or special, or better, or worse) and about other people (whether they were really all as stupid as they seemed).

Measure your day not by the money you earn but by the love you're giving away.

We see the light of our soul when we are blind with love.

A very beautiful day without love, kindness, and gratitude is a very wasted day.

There are always consequences to the truth.

My heart want to feel the touch.Feel the eternal love so much.

An error does not become truth by reason of multiplied propagation, nor does the truth become error because nobody will see it. 1924-1926)

The truth shall set you free only if you cherish the taste of freedom. John 8:31-32

Love is our most basic human value and also our highest potential.

Your everyday actions will define you and your virtue.

Shout out to the noisemakers. Our world needs your voices.Make noise for justice.Make noise for inclusion.Make noise for empathy.Make noise for our planet.Make noise for civil rights.Make noise for women’s rights.Make noise for compassion.Make noise for LOVE.

The truth, as much as people acted like they wanted to hear it, was sometimes too cruel and harsh.

If "facts" convinced people of things, no one would have sex

She had stumbled on what was possibly the ultimate truth, the greatest wisdom of all - the search for knowledge never ends. It goes on and on forever.

Reconnect with the highest truth and ignite the divine sparks in you.

I liked his attention. But I also felt like there was something sick and wrong about it. Like it might make me sick later. I thought of my grandmother, my father's mother. How when I used to visit her in Georgia she would always let me eat all the cookies and frozen egg rolls I wanted. "Go ahead, sweetheart, there's more," she would say. And it seemed okay because she was a grown-up, and I wanted all the Chips Ahoy! cookies in the bag. But I always ended up feeling extremely sick afterward. I looked at Bookman, his eyes swollen with emotion.

It is not always a problem finding the truth, it is however sometimes a problem accepting it.

If the mind is to emerge unscathed from this relentless struggle with the unforeseen, two qualities are indispensable: first, an intellect that, even in the darkest hour, retains some glimmerings of the inner light which leads to truth; and second, the courage to follow this faint light wherever it may lead.

It’s a truth I love you,It’s a hope you do,And may I live and die with it,Not knowing that you don’t.

Intimidated, old traumas triggered, and fearing for my safety, I did what I felt I needed to do.

I’m not sure. But there’s something about the darkness, the stillness of this hour, I think, that creates a language of its own. There’s a strange kind of freedom in the dark; a terrifying vulnerability we allow ourselves at exactly the wrong moment, tricked by the darkness into thinking it will keep our secrets. We forget that the blackness is not a blanket; we forget that the sun will soon rise. But in the moment, at least, we feel brave enough to say things we’d never say in the light.

What you see and what you listen to will determine how high you will go.

Every key belongs to a lock, and every lock contains a secret. My mind churns for the truth that you hold. Why are you here? I never desired this for you, yet I am curious to know. Is this idle gaud the answer I seek, or is it merely the old memory of a dream I thought I once lived?

Hopes and desires are the fundamental source if creation.

I saw the truth, I saw and I know that people can be beautiful and happy without losing the ability to live on earth. I will not and cannot believe that evil is the normal condition of people.

Every time you mistreat someone, you reveal the part of you that lacks love and needs to heal.

He says every story has at least some truth in it, even if most are made up.

I became a feminist activist propelled in part by outrage and despair, and a stubborn determination to shape a life, and create a literature, that was not a lie.

The study of truth requires a considerable effort - which is why few are willing to undertake it out of love of knowledge - despite the fact that God has implanted a natural appetite for such knowledge in the minds of men.

So many stories lived behind my eyes. I carried the people I hurt, the lies I told, my sick relationship with food, wherever I went. My mind was rarely grounded in the moment. My past was heavy and constant; my thoughts wouldn’t leave me alone. But when I was with the shelter dogs, I didn’t have anything to hide. Sometimes what existed behind my eyes fell away. I wasn’t bulimic or unlovable or fat or a liar. I was a part of life again. I was an observer, and to more than just the dark cyclical patterns of the mind—here was the strong, sturdy presence of another—the breath moving in and out of Angel’s chest, the beating of her heart, the force of life moving through her and through me.

There is a fine line between stubbornness and stupidity as well as intensity and insanity.