Thomas Huxley Quotes

But there was only one truth about forever that really mattered, and that was this: it was happening.

Tomorrow is shallow, but today is as deep as truth.

It's the easiest thing in the world to assume that what seems so obvious at one moment in time is a hard, perpetual fact of life.

Everything passes, only truth remains.

Because I know that time is always time and place is always place and only place. And what is actual is actual only for one time. And only for one place. I rejoice that things are as they are.

Truth alone will endure, all the rest will be swept away before the tide of time.

Nothing that was real ever died, only names, forms, and illusions.

Time curses all, I thought, except the truth.

Opinion is a fitting thing but truth outlasts the sun - if then we cannot own them both, possess the oldest one.

Nothing endures except truth.

We are only an instant, that's true. But we are eternal.

Knowing reality is knowing that you can't lose it.

We die only once, and for such a long time.

I think the life we are living now is just a blink in the eye of eternity.

Eternity is in love with the productions of time.

The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as they - and as taciturn.

The truth doesn't change. It was the same when Moses got the Ten Commandments as it is today. That's the thing about the truth. That's the thing about real. It doesn't change and it doesn't have to change. Now you can put it in a different book, but it's still real. It's still the truth.

Truth is a thing immortal and perpetual, and it gives to us a beauty that fades not away in time.

Time destroys the speculation of men, but it confirms nature.

The stream of time sweeps away errors, and leaves the truth for the inheritance of humanity.

Time is but the shadow of the world upon the background of Eternity.

We are here and it is now. Further than that, all human knowledge is moonshine.

Infancy is what is eternal, and the rest, all the rest, is brevity, extreme brevity.

Reason is immortal, all else mortal.

The truth is of course is that there is no journey. We are arriving and departing all at the same time.