Brutal Honesty Quotes

“Lies don't end relationships the truth does.”
― Shannon L. Alder

“Waking up breaks my heart.
Getting dressed breaks my arms.
Joining the crowd breaks my legs.
Letting someone in...does me in.”
― Casey Renee Kiser, Darkness Plays Favorites

“If the truth brings chaos, then let there be chaos.”
― Khayri R.R. Woulfe

“He comes.
And he comes
loaded
with noise pollution.
If I ever prayed for anything,
it was for a man
to shut up.”
― Casey Renee Kiser, Darkness Plays Favorites

“How much does it cost to treat leprosy? One $3 dose of antibiotic will cure a mild case; a $20 regimen of three antibiotics will cure a more severe case. The World Health Organization even provides the drugs free,
but India‘s health care infrastructure is not good enough to identify the afflicted and get them the
medicine they need.

So, more than 100,000 people in India are horribly disfigured by a disease that costs $3 to cure.
That is what it means to have a per capita GDP of $2,900.”
― Charles Wheelan, Naked Economics: Undressing the Dismal Science

“To be brutally truthful, the removal of your noodle from seeking other people’s futile approval to be you, is one of the most beautiful steps to flight, where wings flap to freedom from so many deadly traps.”
― Curtis Tyrone Jones

“Feigned interest is worse than brutal honesty.”
― Stewart Stafford

“It’s usually not a good idea to put the truth speaker of the tribe on speakerphone.”
― Anthon St. Maarten

“Once an excuse has been deployed, brutal honesty is no longer an option.”
― Linda Berdoll, The Darcys: New Pleasures

“You know the real reason unwinding keeps going strong, Miss Risa Ward? It isn't because of the parts we want for ourselves--it's because of the things we're willing to do to save our children. Imagine that. We're willing to sacrifice the children we don't love for the ones we do. And we call ourselves civilized!”
― Neal Shusterman, UnSouled

“Patience Thinner by Stewart Stafford

You are a pain in the pancreas,
Dagger in my medulla oblongata,
The hindmost listing straggler,
In the mind's eye's neural regatta.

The second wheel of a unicycle,
The third eye blind of a cyclops,
Banana skin for a monkey's uncle,
And a barber to overgrown mops

You are thermals in a heatwave,
An umbrella when the rain stops,
A quiet tailor in a nudist camp,
And shoe polish for flip-flops.

© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“Do you want the good news or the bad news first?"

I shrug. "The bad news, I guess?"

"Alright. You're a horrible student."

That jolts a laugh out of me. "Wow. We're getting real<\i> honest today. Cool, cool, cool. Wasn't ready for that. Can I change my mind and go with the good news instead?”
― Scott Reintgen, The Last Dragon on Mars

“I always say, there is no such thing as a basic human right. The only rights you have are the ones the guys with the bullets allow you to have. That is the honest brutality of the world; and it’s the brutal honesty that’s hard to say and harder to hear.”
― Jason Daniel Chaplin

“Critic vent spleen to eviscerate the more competent.”
― Stewart Stafford

“He stepped back. “Sometimes I think this world would be a better place without us humans in it.”
― Becky Moynihan, Adaptive

“He says he's in love with her," I said.

"He told you this?" said Arthur.

"Yes," I said.

"Why did he tell you this?" said Arthur.”
― Nora Ephron, Heartburn

“Everything is easier on my own!” I defended myself.
“No,” she stopped me short, “you tell yourself it’s easier because you think you’re a burden.”
Okay, I thought, maybe a little true. But also, a little harsh.
“I say that as your closest friend.” Her voice lightened as if she noticed my flinch. I said nothing. “Reece, I love you, but you’re hardheaded and bitter.” Okay, and? I don’t see the problem. “And…” Her gaze changed, her features softening into a gentle whisper of a smile. “You don’t love yourself.”
“I—" Nothing. “That’s not—" True? It was. “I don’t mean to—" Yes, I did.”
― Taylor Epperson, Second Time's a Charm

“It would hurt dreadfully, but if he would just say it, she would know, and knowing--even if the knowledge was bitter--was always better than not knowing.”
― Julia Quinn, The Viscount Who Loved Me

“Hey, I’ll save us both the time. I can’t get involved with you, Harry. For two very good reasons. One, you’ve got a wedding ring on. Two, people who believe that artificial intelligence can replace creative people? They’re always bad in bed.’
A stunned silence met this remark, though Raina could see Tom Branimir smiling against the rim of his glass. Harry made a strange spluttering sound and so Raina held up her hands in a gentling gesture.
‘Let me explain,’ she said sweetly. ‘People who want a machine to make art are not interested in the creative process. They see art as a product. An end goal rather than a soul. You skip the essential creative part so you can market it and sell it. But that defeats the entire purpose of making art. Furious, flawed, utterly human art. With all its imperfections. Art is as much about the journey and the process as it is about the finished design.’
‘Uh…’ Harry was staring at her as though she were a lizard person. ‘But I don’t see how—’
‘See, it’s like expecting sex to be purely about making children. Someone who rushes the journey to get to a specific ending? That’s not what I want. I want someone who can savor the process, you know?’
Harry’s eyes drooped hungrily to her breasts, and it was clear he’d stopped listening.
‘Don’t get me wrong,’ Raina added, taking a minuscule step back. ‘I’m maybe in favor of AI that can help doctors find cancer cells. But not the kind that kills our planet to make shitty, inhuman art without a soul. Sorry, Harry. I kind of want a man who can use his own mind.”
― Elle McNicoll, Unapologetic Love Story