You'd be surprised how little I knew even up to yesterday
My husband has a cousin who discovered, in his fifties, that the man he thought was his father was actually not, and that he had not only a father he had never met, but brothers.
Truth is more deceptive than falsehood, for it is more frequently presented by those from whom we do not expect it, and so has against it a numerical presumption.
People would be surprised to know that I've gone to regular school my whole life, and I don't have one friend who is an actor!
The insecure way is the secure way.
Surprise is the essence of humor, and nothing is more surprising than truth.
Many a truth is the result of an error.
Anybody that thinks hanging out with Snoop is fun, is cool, you're in for a rude awakening because he is the most down to earth, boring dude ever.
The truth often sounds paradoxical.
Sometimes when you're at your most certain, that's when everything you know is wrong.
Nothing in this world is at it seems. Except, possibly, porridge.
I can honestly say - and it's a big surprise to me - that I have never had a dream about being on the moon.
Kittredge had obviously misjudged her, but he had learned that was the way with most people. The story was never the story, and it surprised you, how much another person could carry.
I learned a long time ago that reality was much weirder than anyone's imagination.
Irony is the bringing together of two contradictory truths and to make out of the contradiction a new truth, with a laugh or a smile.
If you've been paying attention to politics for the last, you know, 30 years, it would not have shocked you, but what was amazing was that there it was, you know, in irrefutable colors, you know, there on paper, or there on your computer screen.
If we discovered, emphatically, that ghosts were real, I probably wouldn't be surprised.
I think that's the fascinating thing about the '70s is that it turns out it was quite a dark decade. But, like, who knew?
Though a good deal is too strange to be believed, nothing is too strange to have happened.
You imagine the carefully pruned, shaped thing that is presented to you is truth. That is just what it isn't. The truth is improbable, the truth is fantastic; it's in what you think is a distorting mirror that you see the truth.
Even idiots ocasionally speak the truth accidentally.
We may have revolved every possible idea in our minds, and yet the truth has never occurred to us, and it is from without, when we are least expecting it, that it gives us its cruel stab and wounds us forever.
One is not struck by the truth until prompted quite accidentally by some external event.
You think you know everything about a person, but the truth often comes as a surprise.
Scratch a king and find a fool!
