As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport. Thunder again; words that proclaimed themselves true—truer somehow than truth itself.
Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
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Is the progressive part of the world going to wait until the legally appointed guardians of the truth have found out the true value of the treasure in their possession?
Franz Hartmann, With The Adepts
King was never anti-American; he was always anti-injustice in America and anywhere else. Love of truth and love of country could go hand-in-hand.
Cornell West in Martin Luther King Jr, The Radical King
Most translations have caught meanings in their net, but prosily, letting the beauty slip through. And in poetry, beauty is no ornament; it is the meaning. It is the truth. We have that on good authority.
Ursula K Le Guin, Lao Tzu: Tao Te Ching: A Book about the Way and the Power of the Way
For King, the condition of truth was to allow suffering to speak; for him, justice was what love looks like in public.
Martin Luther King Jr, The Radical King
We confuse ourselves, believing that evidence is the master of truth when really evidence is only the servant of truth.
Carolyn Elliott, Awaken Your Genius: A Seven-Step Path to Freeing Your Creativity and Manifesting Your Dreams
“How strange,” Juliana said. “I never would have thought the truth would make you angry.” Truth, she thought. As terrible as death. But harder to find. I’m lucky. “I thought you’d be as pleased and excited as I am. It’s a misunderstanding, isn’t it?” She smiled, and after a pause Mrs. Abendsen managed to smile back.
Philip K Dick, The Man in the High Castle
In an important sense, soulmaking is just the creative seeking and expression of extrarational truth. It’s what we do when we dialogue with the parts of ourselves that usually go unheard—whether it be our heart, our guides, or our genius.
Carolyn Elliott, Awaken Your Genius: A Seven-Step Path to Freeing Your Creativity and Manifesting Your Dreams
all forms of serious art and knowledge—in other words, all forms of truth—are suspect and dangerous.
Georges Bataille, Story of the Eye
