What would you think if I told you that I wasn’t an Allomancer?” Sazed asked. “I’d think that you were lying,” Vin said. “Have you known me to lie before?” “The best liars are those who tell the truth most of the time.
Falsehood is never in words; it is in things.
I felt lonely and content at the same time. I believe that is a rare kind of happiness.
The truth of the story lies in the details.
To force oneself to believe and to accept a thing without understanding is political, and not spiritual or intellectual.
You are the Truth from foot to brow. Now, what else would you like to know?
Beauty can only fight the truth for so long...
The best gifts come from the heart, not the store.
But I know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head, like a face that I hold inside, face that awakes when I close my eyes, face that watches everytime I lie, face that laughs everytime I fall. (It watches EVERYTHING) ... But the face inside is hearing me, right beneath my skin.
Discussion is impossible with someone who claims not to seek the truth, but already to possess it.
Kumikirot ang tyan? Kumikirot ang ulo? Correlation? I therefore conclude na ang utak ay parang tyan, sumasakit kapag walang laman.
You can't put being in love on a scale. Either you are or you aren't.
Truth, she thought. As terrible as death. But harder to find.
There hadn’t been one specific moment. It was like gradualy waking up. You go from being asleep to the space between dreaming and awake and then into consciousness. It’s a slow process, but when you’re awake, there’s no mistaking it. There was no mistaking that it had been love.
Truth is what is true, and it's not necessarily factual. Truth and fact are not the same thing. Truth does not contradict or deny facts, but it goes through and beyond facts. This is something that it is very difficult for some people to understand. Truth can be dangerous.
It’s hard to throw away history. It was like you were throwing away a part of yourself.
If she spoke, she would tell him the truth: she was not okay at all, but horribly empty, now that she knew what it was like to be filled.
If you are out to describe the truth, leave elegance to the tailor.
I have always been afraid... Always been pretending to follow you closely, alwyas been pretending to sharpen my teeth, when the truth is, I am ... scared to death just treading on your shadow.
That which can be destroyed by the truth should be.
