I'm not pretty. The truth is I didn't think I could be a model at all. I was looking at some of the guys on the walls at Irene Marie and I thought to myself 'Jesus Christ. I can't do this. I don't look anything like these guys'.

This truth is a remedy against spiritual pride namely that none should account himself better before God than others though perhaps adorned with greater gifts and endowments.

I have followed holiness I have taught truth and I have been most in the main things not that I thought the things concerning our times little but that I thought none could do anything to purpose in God's great and public matters till they were right in their conditions.

Rumi who is one of the greatest Persian poets said that the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

No one should ever say that it was my ignorance if I did or showed forth anything however small according to God's good pleasure but let this be your conclusion and let it so be thought that - as is the perfect truth - it was the gift of God.

I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.

An honest man speaks the truth though it may give offence a vain man in order that it may.

But now I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.

Chase after the truth like all hell and you'll free yourself even though you never touch its coat tails.

It is only a man's own fundamental thoughts that have truth and life in them. For it is these that he really and completely understands. To read the thoughts of others is like taking the remains of someone else's meal like putting on the discarded clothes of a stranger.

The truth is I'm proud of the life I've lived so far and though I've made my share of mistakes I have no regrets.

I never gave anybody hell! I just told the truth and they thought it was hell.

Truth lives in fact for the most part on a credit system. Our thoughts and beliefs pass so long as nothing challenges them just as bank-notes pass so long as nobody refuses them.

Those thoughts are truth which guide us to beneficial interaction with sensible particulars as they occur whether they copy these in advance or not.

Mystical explanations are thought to be deep the truth is that they are not even shallow.

I never did give anybody hell. I just told the truth and they thought it was hell.

Stand upright speak thy thoughts declare The truth thou hast that all may share Be bold proclaim it everywhere: They only live who dare.

As though there were a tie And obligation to posterity. We get them bear them breed and nurse: What has posterity done for us. That we lest they their rights should lose Should trust our necks to gripe of noose?

Although filmmaking is collaborative and involves trust ultimately it is the director who holds the whole picture together in their head.

No dance has ever turned out the way I thought it would because I trust enough that I can start something with some ideas and then it takes itself somewhere.

The Minutemen were seen as more of an art thing than Black Flag although I didn't see them that way. It confused people when we put out Saccharine Trust too.

I tend not to trust people who live in very tidy houses. I know that on the surface there is nothing wrong with a person being well-ordered and disciplined. Nothing except that it leaves the impression of that person having lived in the confines of a stark institution which although he or she has long since left remains within.

Denial exists because human infants though equipped with trust-o-meters are built to trust blindly and absolutely any older person who wanders past.

Trust your instinct to the end though you can render no reason.