What the multitude says is so, or soon will be.
See Otis Singletary for a similar modern view
We need to stay together, to spread the truth like religion. It's a lonely, scary road, and we've got to walk it together.
What the people believe is true.
See Eddie Bernice Johnson and Otis Singletary for related views
It’s much better to be a tribal writer, writing for all people and reflecting many voices through us, than to be a cloistered being trying to find one peanut of truth in our own individual mind. Become big and write with the whole world in your arms.
Error is the force that welds men together; truth is communicated to men only by deeds of truth.
Truth has power. And if we all gravitate toward similar ideas, maybe we do so because those ideas are true...written deep within us. And when we hear the truth, even if we don't understand it, we feel that truth resonate within us...vibrating with our unconscious wisdom. Perhaps the truth is not learned by us, but rather, the truth is re-called...re-membered...-re-cognized...as that which is already inside us.
One doubt, one voice, one war, one truth, one dream.
I've always been suspicious of collective truths.
Thousands of people seeing the same thing cannot all be wrong.
What is truth? For the multitude, that which it continually reads and hears.
There is never one defined right or wrong brother. We each have our individual truths. But together we're the better truth.
The audience is the barometer of the truth.
The presumption that any current opinion is not wholly false, gains in strength according to the number of its adherents.
The people is always expressive of the truth. The life of a people cannot be a lie.
I think that a lot of social movements, political movements, powerful ones - certainly they form, collectively, an idea of the truth which becomes hard to question. It becomes a dogma, and from the inside it starts to look like common sense.
It is interesting to observe with what singular unanimity the farthest sundered nations and generations consent to give completeness and roundness to an ancient fable, of which they indistinctly appreciate the beauty or the truth. By a faint and dream-like effort, though it be only by the vote of a scientific body, the dullest posterity slowly add some trait to the mythus. As when astronomers call the lately discovered planet Neptune; or the asteroid Astr
I've always been suspicious of collective truths. I think an idea is true when it hasn't been put into words and that the moment it's put into words it becomes exaggerated. Because the moment it's put into words there's an abuse, an excess in the expression of the idea that makes it false.
One voice may speak you false, but in many there is always truth to be found.