Rumor Quotes

“People are almost always better than their neighbors think they are.”
― George Eliot, Middlemarch

“A rumor is a social cancer: it is difficult to contain and it rots the brains of the masses. However, the real danger is that so many people find rumors enjoyable. That part causes the infection. And in such cases when a rumor is only partially made of truth, it is difficult to pinpoint exactly where the information may have gone wrong. It is passed on and on until some brave soul questions its validity; that brave soul refuses to bite the apple and let the apple eat him. Forced to start from scratch for the sake of purity and truth, that brave soul, figuratively speaking, fully amputates the information in order to protect his personal judgment. In other words, his ignorance is to be valued more than the lie believed to be true.”
― Criss Jami, Killosophy

“Never judge someone's character based on the words of another. Instead, study the motives behind the words of the person casting the bad judgment.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“We reveal most about ourselves when we speak about others.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Rumour is a pipe
Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures
And of so easy and so plain a stop
That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,
The still-discordant wavering multitude,
Can play upon it.”
― William Shakespeare, Henry IV, Part Two

“If humor and rumor are needed more than faith and truth,
then it tells me something about the kind of world we live today.”
― Toba Beta [Betelgeuse Incident], Betelgeuse Incident: Insiden Bait Al-Jauza

“Tale-bearers are as bad as the tale-makers.”
― Richard Brinsley Sheridan, The School for Scandal

“Rumor exaggerates.”
― Patricia Briggs, Dragon Blood

“Your tongue tends to say more about you when it blabs about other people.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year

“None of it was true but rumors are like germs. They spread and multiply almost in a breath and before you know it, everyone is contaminated.”
― C.J. Tudor, The Chalk Man

“Upon my tongues continual slanders ride,
The which in every language I pronounce,
Stuffing the ears of men with false reports.”
― William Shakespeare, Henry IV, Part Two

“The cold hard truth will fall on stony ground, whereas your all-around trashy rumor will flourish like a weed.”
― Sue Grafton, Y is for Yesterday

“Pero es más que sólo un arañazo. Es un puñetazo en el estómago y una bofetada en la cara. Es una puñalada en la espalda porque preferiste creer los falsos rumores que lo que sabías que era verdad.”
― Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why

“When an uninstructed multitude attempts to see with its eyes, it is exceedingly apt to be deceived. When, however, it forms its judgment, as it usually does, on the intuitions of its great and warm heart, the conclusions thus attained are often so profound and so unerring as to possess the character of truth supernaturally revealed.”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter

“Rumour has a hundred mouths.”
― Paul Verlaine, Confessions

“Hearsay, even from the people I love, doesn't equate to gospel truth.”
― Katie McGarry, Chasing Impossible

“After all, he was human, in spite of rumors to the contrary.”
― Peggy Webb, The Mona Lucy

“Rumor sometimes follows a more precise logic than fact, and fact more than rumor is apt to have a lie in it somewhere.”
― Yukio Mishima, Thirst for Love

“The only thing Covid-19 shares with false rumour is the speed with which it spreads. And that must have misled people in the beginning, who treated it like rumour.”
― Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

“Rumors are often more attractive than complex facts. Gossip spreads faster than sober analysis.”
― Bremer Acosta

“La gente opina constantemente de mí y me desprecia. Comprendo que lo hagan, porque quizás yo también lo haría si estuviera en su lugar. No les guardo ningún rencor. Después de todo, es demasiado fácil juzgar a los demás. Lo difícil, lo verdaderamente difícil, es permanecer en silencio.
Y escuchar los gritos que aúllan en la oscuridad.”
― Rodrigo Éker, Epifanías

“Her embrace is an unwelcome reminder the rumor mill is stronger than my reporting.”
― Christina Estes, Off the Air

“Lady Shaded G by Stewart Stafford

This thorned rose is a perfumed pox,
Rumours dog her as contagion itself;
Breeding cherubs with batons sinister,
Her trail leads to noblest chambers.

Mothers warn sons not to mount,
This mare of the rampant night,
With dead eyes of a dark frontier,
Her black dress does smother all.

Fair Tiffany's skin flashes with iron,
Once seen, wantonness shadows,
Shady whispers inflame her temerity,
A rock for purple ships a-crashing.

© Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“I am pleased to enclose my mother's recipe for Maids-of-Honor. She made beautiful pastry, such a light touch, and this was a great treat in my childhood. She liked to tell us that this cake dates back to Henry VIII's time (he was fond of his maids, wasn't he?) and that the original recipe is padlocked inside an iron box in Richmond Palace. Could that be true?
CHARLES WEST, Surrey”
― Caroline Scott, Good Taste

“Peace as rumor and hope as the stuff of myth is the manifestation of the person who cannot see beyond the short horizon of circumstance.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Ninguna cosa despierta tanto el bullicio del pueblo como la novedad.”
― Francisco de Quevedo

“Rumblings of thunder warn us lightning may occur. Crashing thunder tells us lightning has occurred.”
― Aegelis, Specks of Shadows, Flecks of Light

“The thinnest walls are in the biggest houses.”
― Wyatt B. Pringle, Jr.

“When gossip grows old, it becomes myth.”
― Stanislaw Lec

“There is a place at the centre of the World, between the zones of earth, sea, and sky, at the boundary of the three worlds. From here, whatever exists is seen, however far away, and every voice reaches listening ears. Rumour lives there, choosing a house for herself on a high mountain summit, adding innumerable entrances, a thousand openings, and no doors to bar the threshold. It is open night and day: and is all of sounding bronze. All rustles with noise, echoes voices, and repeats what is heard. There is no peace within: no silence anywhere. Yet there is no clamour, only the subdued murmur of voices, like the waves of the sea, if you hear them far off, or like the sound of distant thunder when Jupiter makes the dark clouds rumble.

Crowds fill the hallways: a fickle populace comes and goes, and, mingling truth randomly with fiction, a thousand rumours wander, and confused words circulate. Of these, some fill idle ears with chatter, others carry tales, and the author adds something new to what is heard. Here is Credulity: here is rash Error, empty Delight, and alarming Fear, sudden Sedition, and Murmurings of doubtful origin. Rumour herself sees everything that happens in the heavens, throughout the ocean, and on land, and inquires about everything on earth.”
― Ovid, Metamorfosis VII - XV