The question of truth is really a question of memory, deep memory, for it deals with something prior to ourselves and can succeed in uniting us in a way that transcends our petty and limited individual consciousness. It is a question about the origin of all that is, in whose light we can glimpse the goal and thus the meaning of our common path.

I'll continue to try and balance like a circus act. And I will just fight to always tell the truth. Even if it's difficult.

Truth is the offspring of silence and meditation. I keep the subject constantly before me and wait 'til the first dawnings open slowly, by little and little, into a full and clear light.

Beyond a doubt truth bears the same relation to falsehood as light to darkness.

Truth will ultimately prevail where there is pains to bring it to light.

The truth is an offense but not a sin.