Truth

"Language can't describe reality. Literature has no stable reference, no real meaning. Each reader's interpretation is equally valid, more important than the author's intention. In fact, nothing in life has meaning. Reality is subjective. Values and truths are subjective. Life itself is a kind of illusion. Blah, blah, blah, let's have another scotch."

"Art-making is not about telling the truth but making the truth felt"

"He that takes truth for his guide, and duty for his end, may safely trust to God's providence to lead him aright"

"Goldstone has done terrible damage to the cause of truth and justice and the rule of law. He has poisoned Jewish-Palestinian relations, undermined the courageous work of Israeli dissenters and—most unforgivably—increased the risk of another merciless IDF assault."

"Damn it, how will I ever get out of this labyrinth?"

"Confession is always weakness. The grave soul keeps its own secrets, and takes its own punishment in silence."

"Nothing can stop a lie whose fashion has come..."

"Telling the truth can be a dirty job."

"Eventually, there's certain limit in telling bare fact through words. It ain't about diction constraints, but common ability to understand."

"If history is written by the victorious, what if the victors lied?"

"Anyway, back to the crush. Sorry to shift gears so fast, but we both know why we're here. I mean, if I wanted to discuss the existential angst of motherhood I'd be writing in a journal. Diaries are for the down and dirty, the stuff you don't want people to ever find out about you. Journals are the things you leave open around the house, hoping a literary agent will wander in, read it and declare you the next genius of your age."

"Me truthful... you mendacious.. !!"

"I know many versions of truth that explain one fact."

"Shit, money, and the World, the three American truths, powering the American mobility, claimed the Slothrops, clasped them for good to the country's fate. But they did not prosper... about all they did was persist"

"My mother was teaching me that the inside of something was not necessarily its outside. Always look carefully, she told me. Look with more than your eyes."

"Truths are as much a matter of questions as answers."

"Truth was funny, because it was an insistent thing, maybe as powerful and insistent as some force of nature, the push of water or wind. You could keep it out only so long, but it had its own will and its own needs, and maybe you could keep it at bay with lies, but not for long, not for always."

"No, honestly, my mouth shouldn't be able to function unless my brain's engaged."

"Clearly I miss Him, having been brought up in religion. But now a man must be responsible to himself."

"I turn sentences around. That’s my life. I write a sentence and then I turn it around. Then I look at it and I turn it around again. Then I have lunch. Then I come back in and write another sentence. Then I have tea and turn the new sentence around. Then I read the two sentences over and turn them both around. Then I lie down on my sofa and think. Then I get up and throw them out and start from the beginning. And if I knock off from this routine for as long as a day, I’m frantic with boredom and a sense of waste."