What did David Mitchell mean by: Truth is singular. Its ‘versions’ are mistruths. David Mitchell Novelist · England Copy
+ I think the story is the most ancient form of human entertainment. Author, January 4, 2024January 6, 2025, David Mitchell, Entertainment, History, Narrative, 0 David Mitchell Novelist · England
+ We are only what we know, and I wished to be so much more than I was, sorely. Author, January 5, 2024January 6, 2025, David Mitchell, Desire, Identity, Knowledge, 0 David Mitchell Novelist · England
Whoever opined “Money can’t buy you happiness” obviously had far too much of the stuff. Author, January 4, 2024January 6, 2025, David Mitchell, Happiness, Perspective, Wealth, 0 David Mitchell Novelist · England
+ There are so many cities in every single city. Author, August 22, 2023January 2, 2025, David Mitchell, Diversity, Exploration, Perspective, 0 David Mitchell Novelist · England
+ Trees’re always a relief, after people. Author, August 11, 2023January 2, 2025, David Mitchell, Nature, Relaxation, Solitude, 0 David Mitchell Novelist · England
Taro taught me that people respect spirit, but even cowards don’t respect cowards. Author, January 4, 2024January 6, 2025, David Mitchell, Cowards, Respect, Spirit, 0 David Mitchell Novelist · England
+ By each crime and every kindness, we birth our future. Author, September 15, 2023January 2, 2025, David Mitchell, Crime, Future, Kindness, 0 David Mitchell Novelist · England
+ These jokes the world plays, they’re not funny at all. Author, June 25, 2023January 2, 2025, David Mitchell, Humor, Irony, Perception, 0 David Mitchell Novelist · England
Art is not a reflection of reality, it is the reality of a reflection. Read explanation Jean-Luc Godard Filmmaker · France
If art, all art, is concerned with truth, then a society in denial will not find much use for it. Jeanette Winterson Author · England
There are truths which one can only say after having won the right to say them. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
What is history after all? History is facts which become lies in the end. Jean Cocteau Artist · France
