Quotes about Truth
It was as true… as turnips is. It was as true… as taxes is. And nothing's truer than them.
— Charles Dickens
Never… be mean in anything; never be false; never be cruel.
— Charles Dickens
I hope that real love and truth are stronger in the end than any evil or misfortune in the world.
— Charles Dickens
No varnish can hide the grain of the wood; and that the more varnish you put on, the more the grain will express itself.
— Charles Dickens
I hope that simple love and truth will be strong in the end. I hope that real love and truth are stronger in the end than any evil or misfortune in the world.
— Charles Dickens
The plain rule is, to do nothing in the dark, to be party to nothing under-handed or mysterious, and never to put his foot down where he cannot see ground.
— Charles Dickens
There is nothing so strong or safe in an emergency of life as the simple truth.
— Charles Dickens
Such,' thought Mr. Pickwick, 'are the narrow views of those philosophers who, content with examining the things that lie before them, look not to the truths which are hidden beyond.
— Charles Dickens
He had returned when he did, on the pressing and written entreaty of a French citizen, who represented that his life was endangered by his absence. He had come back, to save a citizen's life, and to bear his testimony, at whatever personal hazard, to the truth.
— Charles Dickens
Let no man turn aside, even so slightly, from the broad path of honor, on the plausible pretence that he is justified by the goodness of his end. All good ends can be worked out by good means. Those that cannot, are bad; and may be counted so at once, and left alone.
— Charles Dickens
Everybody is, often, as likely to be wrong as right. In the general experience, everybody has been wrong so often, and it has taken in most instances such a weary while to find out how wrong, that the authority is proved to be fallible.
— Charles Dickens
if they would but think how hard it is for the very poor to have engendered in their hearts, that love of home from which all domestic virtues spring, when they live in dense and squalid masses where social decency is lost, or rather never found ... and [those who rule] strive to improve the wretched dwellings in bye-ways where only Poverty may walk ... In hollow voices from Workhouse, Hospital, and jail, this truth is preached from day to day, and has been proclaimed for years.
— Charles Dickens