Lüge / Lie Maskerade / Masquerade Nach dem / After Tis Wahrheit / Truth
Art is a lie that makes us realize truth.
Truth, when not sought after, rarely comes to light.
The truth just happens - lies take time to make.
Time is the father of truth, its mother is our mind.
We have art in order not to die of the truth.
Life is made of ever so many partings welded together.
I read the NY Times but I don't trust all of it.
An unexciting truth may be eclipsed by a thrilling lie.
I like to think I'm not a narcissist, but truth be told, we all have those sides to our character.