Telling the truth to people who misunderstand you is generally promoting a falsehood, isn't it?

In nonfiction, you have that limitation, that constraint, of telling the truth.

Telling the truth has always come naturally to me. And I realize, that people like me are the reason the world hates the truth.

I feel a responsibility for telling the truth.

If an offense come out of the truth, better is it that the offense come than that the truth be concealed.

Men understand direct communication. It's bitches who speak in code.