Category Archives: Ain’t That the Truth

There’s a world of difference between truth and facts. Facts can obscure truth.

There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic.

There are no facts, only interpretations.

I tore myself away from the safe comfort of certainties through my love for truth–and truth rewarded me.

The truth will set you free, but first it will piss you off.

The pure and simple truth is rarely pure and never simple.

In a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.