“The Candor sing the praises of the truth, but they never tell you how much it costs.”
“Candor is never indiscreet. Truth, which is to say, the reflection of life, is beautiful.”
“...Other women I can flatter and praise – but to you, I must tell the truth...”
“How much pain they have cost us, the evils which have never happened. --”
“Posterity! you will never know how much it cost the present generation to preserve your freedom! I hope you will make a good use of it.”
“This is a difficult balance, telling the truth: how much to share, how much to keep, which truths will wound but not ruin, which will cut too deep to heal.”