"From error to error, one discovers the entire truth."
- Sigmund Freud
Fright usually gives grey hairs, but it had made the hair of the ghost of Sigmund Freud darker.
He cupped his bearded chin in one hand. "So now we arrive at the Letter T. What occurred to you when I spoke that letter?"
I said, "Truth."
Sigmund Freud mused, "From error to error, one discovers the entire truth."
Mark Twain snorted,
"We are always hearing of people who are around seeking after the Truth.
never seen a permanent specimen. I think he has never lived.
But I have seen
several entirely sincere people who thought they were permanent.
They sought diligently, persistently, carefully, cautiously, profoundly,
with perfect honesty and nicely adjusted judgment-
until they believed that
without doubt or question they had found the Truth.
That was the end of the
The man spent the rest of his hunting up shingles wherewith to protect
his Truth from the weather."
Freud said, "I continued all my life to expand my knowledge of the truth lurking in the psyches of the bruised."
Twain smiled sourly,
"I have not professionally dealt in truth.
Many when they come to die
have spent all the truth that was in them, and enter the next world as
I have saved up enough to make an astonishment here."
"Do not misunderstand me, Twain.
We often believe, not on the basis of argument, but upon the basis of desire. I have striven mightily to avoid that snare."
Mark snorted as he tipped his head to the ghost of Emily Dickinson as she passed.
"Careful there, Saw-Brains. No real gentleman will tell the naked truth in the presence of a lady."
Freud gave Mark a look that suggested to me I should have said, "Temper."
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