Bitter Truth Deep Quotes On Life Novels & Stories

The fact that death wasn’t a hindrance to people due to their long lives, made them think about life less. The quote’s meaning could differ to anyone’s perspective, but those who succumb themselves to ‘that’ kind of reality would fail to give him the answer he wanted to hear. If Yuna were to decipher Zyair’s phrase, her success in convincing him was certain, but whatever answers that would leave her mouth will surely define her. “The truth will never cannot light up your way.” She did not even need much time to think for an answer.

Coming to this point, the man stop writing, look at her, and asked, "Now choose, what life do you wish to have?" Raizel thinked of it and asked herself, 'what are the things that lead to me and my family's death? Who caused it?'. It's not long before she find an answer, 'was it Chaster? No. My father? No. So was it me? I guess it's me. If only... If only I lived an Ordinary Life. Maybe we continue to live happy 'til today. That's right! Since it's a mistake to live a life beyond ordinary, then in my next life, I would like to live an Ordinary Life'

“Mom, you’re really frightening me now.” She stopped again, turning to face me fully. In the dim light, she looked older than I’d ever seen her. Lines I’d never noticed etched deep grooves around her eyes and mouth. “Good,” she said quietly. “You should be frightened. The world is scarier than you know, baby. There are secrets that destroy lives. Truths that should stay buried.” “Is that what you did? Bury a truth?” Her face crumpled. “The biggest truth of all.”

---Sometimes, the people we trust the most are the ones who hide the sharpest truths. What would you do if everything you believed about your family was a lie? Tell me your thoughts in the comments—I read every single one. — Q. Monroe

But they’ve only shown me the truth: Some fires don’t burn brighter when fed. They burn deeper. And I am never burning out. I am just getting started. Let the Hollow come. I’ll meet it with every breath I have left.

At the bottom of the page, written in jagged, hurried strokes of dark ink, was a single sentence that sent a paralyzing chill straight to my core: “If I ever forget the truth… don't let me trust my own memories.”

I lean in, my voice a whisper. "You have to live with what you find." The screen flickers. The truth is out. "Now," I say. "Let’s see how you handle the fall."

Bastien's POV(Special Chapter) The world is made of pain and the taste of my own blood. It’s a simple truth, carved into me over weeks in the dark. But the pain isn’t the worst part. The worst part is the knowing. The awful, gut-churning clarity that hits you when the lies are stripped away, and all you’re left with is the rotting truth.

Not by a long shot.—I was no where near the man i used to be. The truth was a bitter pill to swallow and it had been always like that no matter how many times I had tried to walk away from the truth it always found a way of coming back to haunt me. No matter how many times I had tried putting all of fate together, it and way been knew of the most toughest things I could ever try to do—I had tried my best but at times like this when it looks like your best is not enough there is only one thing left for you to do. You throw in the fucking towels.

"All those sad ¹ memories, events and losses, you never forget them. At horrible and despicable moments in your life, all of them flush back in to torment you." I rolled my eyes and chuckled. "I had been expecting a magical solution or potion that will take all those loads of pain from me." "The truth is the truth. They never go, so it's our job to accept those tragedies, accept the pain, and learn to live with them. Make them your driving force." "The truth is horrid." I said as I looked down to hide the rebellious tear that escaped my eyes. We remained silent as we cleaned the whole room, dusting the statues and images and clearing the webs.