Good truths we paint to our advantage. The bad ones are bad luck.

I noticed that understanding truth is a difficult endeavour, many times impossible, and I continued to look for truth.

I am a fact, unable to accept its truth – a commotional existence.

Truth, justice, knowledge – windows, windows... such a need for Sun!

The truth shall never be unique nor will it be soundly logic.

A truly intelligent mind does not accept any truth, even if it is one hundred percent logical.