Truth, they say, is but too often in difficulty, but is never finally suppressed.
I always like to reveal the fact that the emperor has no clothes. And children are best at that. They teach us how to see the world in that sense. They are without artifice; they see it for what it is. I am drawn to that ruthless honesty.
There is nothing so powerful as truth — and often nothing so strange.
Our society finds truth too strong a medicine to digest undiluted. In its purest form, truth is not a polite tap on the shoulder. It is a howling reproach.
My mother always said, 'The best way to ruin a story is to tell the other side.'
Nothing is hidden under the sun.
With upper- and middle-class lawns, there's more hidden, whereas with working-class or poor lawns, there's more out to see. It just sits right out there. Very honest. Like the people.
But there is no veil like light--no adamantine armor against hurt like the truth.
My parents were real people. They didn't put on airs or false faces. They were what they were.
