No matter how difficult and painful it may be, nothing sounds as good to the soul as the truth.
The truth about your own life is not always easy to accept, and sometimes hasn't even occurred to you.
If we don't have accurate information, if we are not able to tell difficult truth one to another, we will never be able to effectively design a policy for Iraq.
Reality, looked at steadily, is unbearable.
In this new place we've found, sometimes there aren't words, because the truth can be even more difficult than the lies.
Truth seldom is pleasant; it is almost invariably bitter.
Hard are the ways of truth, and rough to walk.
Truth only means something when it's hard to admit.
Painful as the task is to describe the dark side of our affairs, it sometimes becomes a matter of indispensable necessity.
Homely truth is unpalatable.
By being courageous enough to state the difficult truth, the most important reputation that you will preserve is your own.
Truth is not always a pleasant thing.
Think about finding out when you're 13 that your dad is not your dad. It's like, okay, take it on the chin and keep going. No choice, really.
The truth hurts sometimes, particularly when it involves someone at a low point in their life.
Oh well, the truth hurts, doesn't it?
