When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow.
I don't tell the truth any more to those who can't make use of it. I tell it mostly to myself, because it always changes me.
The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself.
One handles truths like dynamite.
Truth is something which can't be told in a few words. Those who simplify the universe only reduce the expansion of its meaning.
One handles truths like dynamite. Literature is one vast hypocrisy, a giant deception, treachery. All writers have concealed more than they revealed.
If you are terribly truthful, the ground will always move from under you, and you will have to shift with the constantly shifting truth.
One may gain one truth at the expense of another.