truth-and-lies

You have a choice," she told the class. "The whorish emptiness of lies or the straightlaced horrors of truth.

...and an edge that could cut a truth from a lie.

All of us can lie but it is not a must that we should lie.

To be straight means to be loyal to the truth.

Truth can come to liberate, but not the truth you were taught. Where you always sought refuge.You only met lies since you were born. You were always among the good, although humanity was evil itself. Will that ever make some sense? None and all. Ideally, nothing.

Truth is much like fire. Hard to understand, ever-changing.

Finally, I formulate and say a little prayer to God, and since we haven__ officially spoken since my mom and Elliott died that takes up quite a bit of my time. The rest of it I spend on trying to determine what I think love really is and what I actually feel for Tally Landon at this point. Upon deep reflection, I realize that I must be at the edge of life__ abyss. This is me. All there is left of me; and yet, I__ looking over and contemplating its meaning on whether to jump or stay. I__ not sure this feeling for Tally Landon is made up of love any more than it is of hate. This must be a kind of purgatory__he in-between place__ecause these pervasive feelings of rage and passion for Tally are equalized and actually co-mingle together__ike fire and water__ach ready to extinguish the other. I__e come to accept the truth. There may be nothing left for us. It could go either way.

Doesn't matter if you speak either truth or a lie. People are too stubborn to listen only an expected/ pre-concluded/ conjectured answers from you, without having any second thought about the impetus and certitude of the person who speaks. Finally, a cessation that you are no more the same person which you were earlier.

The most lies we will ever tell in our lives will be to ourselves.

Pudge/Colonel: "I am sorry that I have not talked to you before. I am not staying for graduation. I leave for Japan tomorrow morning. For a long time, I was mad at you. The way you cut me out of everything hurt me, and so I kept what I knew to myself. But then even after I wasn't mad anymore, I still didn't say anything, and I don't even really know why. Pudge had that kiss, I guess. And I had this secret. You've mostly figured this out, but the truth is that I saw her that night, I'd stayed up late with Lara and some people, and then I was falling asleep and I heard her crying outside my back window. It was like 3:15 that morning, maybe, amd I walked out there and saw her walking through the soccer field. I tried to talk to her, but she was in a hurry. She told me that her mother was dead eight years that day, and that she always put flowers on her mother's grave on the anniversary but she forgot that year. She was out there looking for flowers, but it was too early-too wintry. That's how I knew about January 10. I still have no idea whether it was suicide. She was so sad, and I didn't know what to say or do. I think she counted on me to be the one person who would always say and do the right things to help her, but I couldn"t. I just thought she was looking for flowers. I didn't know she was going to go. She was drunk just trashed drunk, and I really didn't think she would drive or anything. I thought she would just cry herself to sleep and then drive to visit her mom the next day or something. She walked away, and then I heard a car start. I don't know what I was thinking. So I let her go too. And I'm sorry. I know you loved her. It was hard not to." Takumi

As usual, there was a story behind the story, and that is where the truth was hidden.

Truth is universal. Perception of truth varies.

If you tell me the truth, the truth I__l proclaim.If you tell me a lie, you__l be fair game.

Lies are convenient when the truth is unfathomable.

What are you suggesting I do Ralph?_____ suggesting you tell the bloody truth whatever it is. The only place lying leads is trouble.___ometimes that__ the only place telling the truth get you, too.

Ruby knew then that a lie could only control a person if they believed it.

The most harmful lies and the most hurtful, always contain a grain of truth," he said. "But nevertheless, lies they do remain.

Falsehood flies, and truth comes limping after it, so that when men come to be undeceived, it is too late; the jest is over, and the tale hath had its effect: like a man, who hath thought of a good repartee when the discourse is changed, or the company parted; or like a physician, who hath found out an infallible medicine, after the patient is dead.