Truth (n.) about man never arrives alone: it comes as a pair of incompatible truths, which is what makes it a problem.
Truth (n.) is not a match between mind and thing but the steadiest relation a knower and a known can form in the conditions they are in.
Truth (n.) is not passed down but reproduced: whoever grasps it must build it again in themselves, as if discovering it for the first time.
Truth (n.) in an idea can be a machine never built: it is true once its inventor sees distinctly how the parts connect.
A Truth (n.) told by someone who belongs to no community carries its own guarantee of universality.
The Truth (n.) in your hands would be worth less than the search for it: a person's forces grow by pursuing truth, not by possessing it.