Karl Lagerfeld Quotes

There are no facts, only interpretations.

There is no such thing as a true account of anything.

There is no one truth. There’s only what happened, based on how you perceive it.

There are many levels of truth.

There's a world of difference between truth and facts. Facts can obscure the truth.

It's a very complicated issue about when is a fact not a fact in the context of opinions.

There are three sides to every story: your side, my side, and the truth.

No, that’s journalism. The truth is whatever you can’t escape.

The truth isn't all things to all people all of the time.

Reality is a question of perspective.

Remember that all is opinion. For what was said by the Cynic Monimus is manifest: and manifest too is the use of what was said, if a man receives what may be got out of it as far as it is true.

Truth is a matter of the imagination.

What kind of truth is this which is true on one side of a mountain and false on the other?

Facts are many, but the truth is one.

Moralistic is not moral. And as for truth - well, it's like brown - it's not in the spectrum. Truth is so generic.

Truth is often a multiplicity of perspectives, and sometimes the more viewpoints and versions of events there are, the closer the reader gets to an overarching truth.

Life's all about perceptions.

Truth is always a delusion.

All photographs are accurate. None of them is the truth.

Rumi, who is one of the greatest Persian poets, said that the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

Don't confuse facts with reality.

There are no eternal facts, as there are no absolute truths.

What is truth? Truth doesn't really exist. Who is going to judge whether my experience of an incident is more valid than yours? No one can be trusted to be the judge of that.

There may not be one Truth - there may be several truths - but saying that is not to say that reality doesn't exist.

That in the beginning when the world was young there were a great many thoughts but no such thing as truth. Man made the truths himself and each truth was a composite of a great many vague thoughts. All about in the world were truths and they were all beautiful.