How truthful should one be?

When does the truth NEED to be told?
"Does this dress make me look fat?"
"Where were you on the night of Nov 15th, the night (insert name) was murdered?"
"You're not wearing that shirt with that tie are you?"

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
When does the truth NEED to be told?
"Does this dress make me look fat?"
"Where were you on the night of Nov 15th, the night (insert name) was murdered?"
"You're not wearing that shirt with that tie are you?"

I'm not going to tell you what I really think about your OP.

Truth about apple juice is it makes me sick.

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
When does the truth NEED to be told?

The climax of Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness. Marlowe conceals Kurtz's last words from his bereaved fiancee.

http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/526/pg526.txt

"Forgive me. I--I--have mourned so long in silence--in silence. . . . You were with him--to the last? I think of his loneliness. Nobody near to understand him as I would have understood. Perhaps no one to hear. . . ."

"To the very end," I said, shakily. "I heard his very last words. . . ." I stopped in a fright.

"Repeat them," she said in a heart-broken tone. "I want--I want--something--something--to--to live with."

I was on the point of crying at her, "Don't you hear them?" The dusk was repeating them in a persistent whisper all around us, in a whisper that seemed to swell menacingly like the first whisper of a rising wind. "The horror! The horror!"

"His last word--to live with," she murmured. "Don't you understand I loved him--I loved him--I loved him!"

I pulled myself together and spoke slowly.

"The last word he pronounced was--your name."

I heard a light sigh, and then my heart stood still, stopped dead short by an exulting and terrible cry, by the cry of inconceivable triumph and of unspeakable pain. "I knew it--I was sure!" . . . She knew. She was sure. I heard her weeping; she had hidden her face in her hands. It seemed to me that the house would collapse before I could escape, that the heavens would fall upon my head. But nothing happened. The heavens do not fall for such a trifle. Would they have fallen, I wonder, if I had rendered Kurtz that justice which was his due? Hadn't he said he wanted only justice? But I couldn't. I could not tell her. It would have been too dark--too dark altogether. . . .

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
When does the truth NEED to be told?
"Does this dress make me look fat?"
"Where were you on the night of Nov 15th, the night (insert name) was murdered?"
"You're not wearing that shirt with that tie are you?"

Tell the truth. If you don't...it will come back to bite you sooner or later!

tell the truth on even days and lie on odd days.

Originally posted by VoidSpirit
tell the truth on even days and lie on odd days.

I always thought that, other than Sunday, they are all odd days. Rest, rest, rest.

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
When does the truth NEED to be told?

Always, but not to the extent that you deny yourself employment.

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
I always thought that, other than Sunday, they are all odd days. Rest, rest, rest.

since that was posted on an odd day, you must be lying.

"A truth that's told with bad intent,
Beats all the lies you can invent."

Originally posted by VoidSpirit
since that was posted on an odd day, you must be lying.

I never said I didn't, only asked, "How truthful should one be?".

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
I never said I didn't, only asked, "How truthful should one be?".

kidding aside, it's up to each individual to tell the truth or lie as needed. you can make a decision to always tell the truth, but what if you had to lie in order to save a life? or to save a friendship? to ease a loved ones suffering? it's all a matter of perspective.

Originally posted by avalanchethecat
"A truth that's told with bad intent,
Beats all the lies you can invent."

'Oh what a tangled web we weave, when at first we practice to deceive'

Originally posted by VoidSpirit
kidding aside, it's up to each individual to tell the truth or lie as needed. you can make a decision to always tell the truth, but what if you had to lie in order to save a life? or to save a friendship? to ease a loved ones suffering? it's all a matter of perspective.

I totally agree.

Originally posted by yo its me
'Oh what a tangled web we weave, when at first we practice to deceive'

Well if you write them all down as you tell them and reread them before you continue that should get rid of the web.