#honest

Cynic, n. A blackguard whose faulty vision sees things as they are not as they ought to be. ↗

— Ambrose Bierce

#definition #honesty #vision

In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot. ↗

— Czesław Miłosz

#dissent #heroes #honesty #integrity #truth

All the other children at my school are stupid. Except I'm not meant to call them stupid, even though this is what they are. ↗

— Mark Haddon

#stupidity #stupidity

Because that’s what unfaithfulness is, isn’t it? A cancer that’s always there in the back of your mind, eating away at the foundations of the relationship. It’s happened once, it could happen again, so you’re always looking for telltale signs or symptoms to show that it’s reappeared... ↗

— Matt Dunn

#relationships #cancer

[T]he infliction of cruelty with a good conscience is a delight to moralists. That is why they invented Hell. ↗

— Bertrand Russell

#cruelty #dishonesty #double-standards #hell #morality

Am I glowing?" "Like a Christmas tree." "Not just the star?" The bed moved a little, and I felt his hand brush my arm. "No. You're super bright. It's kind of like looking at the sun. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#daemon #honesty #katy #sweet-moment #christmas

A yogi is much more disciplined in his speech. Yogic tradition has it that speech must pass before three barriers prior to being uttered aloud. These barriers come in the form of three questions: Is it kind? Is it true? Is it necessary? (112-113) ↗

— Prem Prakash

#kindness #necessity #right-speech #speech #yoga

There is perhaps no phenomenon which contains so much destructive feeling as 'moral indignation,' which permits envy or hate to be acted out under the guise of virtue. ↗

— Erich Fromm

#double-standards #envy #hate #indignation #morality

You can't lie to your soul. ↗

— Irvine Welsh

#introspection #honesty

Recall what used to be the theme of poetry in the romantic era. In neat verses the poet lets us share his private, bourgeois emotions: his sufferings great and small, his nostalgias, his religious or political pre-occupations, and, if he were English, his pipe-smoking reveries. On occasions, individual genius allowed a more subtle emanation to envelope the human nucleus of the poem - as we find in Baudelaire for example. But this splendour was a by-product. All the poet wished was to be a human being. When he writes, I believe today's poet simply wishes to be a poet. ↗

— José Ortega y Gasset

#motivation #poetry #romanticism #art