Lupe Fiasco Quotes

But better to get hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie.

Nobody ever completely means what they say. Even when they think they're telling the truth, there's always something hidden behind their words.

The truths that seem most truthful, if you look at them from all sides, if you look at them close up, turn out to be either half truths or lies.

Things don't always look as they seem.

On the surface, an intelligible lie; underneath, the unintelligible truth.

Much truth is spoken, that more may be concealed.

Don't lies eventually lead to the truth? And don't all my stories, true or false, tend toward the same conclusion? Don't they all have the same meaning? So what does it matter whether they are true or false if, in both cases, they are significant of what I have been and what I am? Sometimes it is easier to see clearly into the liar than into the man who tells the truth. Truth, like light, blinds. Falsehood, on the contrary, is a beautiful twilight that enhances every object.

A great deal of time and intellectual force are lost in the world, because the false seems great and the truth so small and insignificant.

Fear and lies fester in darkness. The truth may wound, but it cuts clean.

My friend, the truth is always implausible, did you know that? To make the truth more plausible, it's absolutely necessary to mix a bit of falsehood with it. People have always done so.

But still, if it's true, how can it be a lie?

The truth that makes us free is always ticking away like a time-bomb in the basement of everybody's church.

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.

People on the 14th floor, you know what floor you’re really on.

Sometimes by a woodland stream he watched the water rush over the pebbled bed, its tiny modulations of bounce and flow. A woman's body was like that. If you watched it carefully enough you could see how it moved to the rhythm of the world, the deep rhythm, the music below the music, the truth below the truth. He believed in this hidden truth the way other men believed in God or love, believed that truth was in fact always hidden, that the apparent, the overt, was invariably a kind of lie.

The secret is that there is no secret.

Truth would quickly cease to be stranger than fiction, once we got as used to it.

Depression, pain, and fear are gifts that say, "Sweetheart, take a look at your thinking in this moment. You're living in a story that isn't true for you." Living a lie is always stressful. And investigating a lie through The Work always leads you back to who you are. Who you are is not an option. You are love. It hurts to believe you're other than who you are, to live any story less than love.

The truth, it is felt, becomes untruth when your enemy utters it.

I have said to you to speak the truth is a painful thing. To be forced to tell lies is much worse.

Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth.

By the flaws in the picture the truth will emerge.

What you don’t know, you can’t tell. Or made to tell.

Photography knows how to authenticate its misrepresentations.