Truth, like a modest little flower in the wilderness of life, is surrounded and almost choked by the luxuriant growth of the weeds of error. If you would find it you must be ever on the lookout. If you would see its beauty you must brush aside the weeds of error and the brambles of bigotry. If you would possess it you must stoop to get it.

Be not content with one flower of truth. Had one been sufficient there would have been no more. Gather ever, seek for more.

— C.T. Russel

One response to “Truth”

  1. Philosophical rhymes do not go well with the blogging crowd, we want Britney Spears boobs and how to enable font smoothing on Ubuntu!