“Truth is truth to the end of reckoning. ”

“But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,And, constant stars, in them I read such art,As truth and beauty shall together thriveIf from thyself to store thou wouldst convert;Or else of thee I prognosticate,Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and date.”

“When truth kills truth, O devilish holy fray!”

“The wine-cup is the little silver well, Where truth, if truth there beDoth dwell.”

“In jest, there is truth.”

“In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond...”

“O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the Devil!”