Truth is so hard to tell, it sometimes needs fiction to make it plausible.

Truth is the daughter of time, not of authority.

But no pleasure is comparable to the standing upon the vantage ground of Truth.

But it is not only the difficulty and labor which men take in finding out of truth, nor again that when it is found it imposeth upon men's thoughts, that doth bring lies in favor; but a natural though corrupt love of the lie itself.

It's no wonder that truth is stranger than fiction. Fiction has to make sense.

Truth is a good dog; but always beware of barking too close to the heels of an error, lest you get your brains kicked out.