There's no point in saying anything except the truth.

If you tell the truth you don't have to remember anything.

The truth ends every conversation.

We can never add more truth to what is true already, nor make that true which is false.

Tell the truth. That way you don't have to remember a story.

Tell the truth once and for all and shut up forever.

We would do absolutely nothing. Now that's a blunt, truthful answer.

You come here to tell us lies, but we don't want to hear them. If we told you more, you would have paid no attention. That is all I have to say.

"This is the truth," we say. "You can discuss it as much as you want; we aren't interested. But in a few years there'll be the police who will show you we are right."

All we really want is to get to the point where the past can explain nothing about us and we can get on with life.

The truth has no agenda.

When I have spoken thus, we are no longer the same, for there are no more lies.

There was no point in debating the advantages of reality over unreality. There was no reasoning with someone to whom truth was a matter of taste.

Truth! stark naked truth, is the word, and I will not so much as take the pains to bestow the strip of a gauze-wrapper on it.